Things she’s said....
"The only person you can count on is yourself."
"You can do anything you put your mind to! You could be the first woman President!"
"When they are small, they walk on your feet; when they get big, they walk on your heart."
"You have a heart as big as all outdoors!"
"The only man for a job is a WOman!!"
"Watch me! Just cause you said I can't... I will!"
"All men are slime, some are just slimier than others."
"You are beautiful."
"I believe in you."
"I do not say these things because I am your mom and I have to!!!"
"I am proud of you."
"No matter how old you get, you will always be my baby!"
"I love you."
"I might not agree with it, but I will fight tooth and nail for your right to do it."
"Stand up for what you believe in, because no one else is going to do it for you."
Growing up, she was the glue, she was our strength. My first memories, she was fixing a "boo-boo" with a baby on her hip. Triumphed over hell at a very young age to make it that far. Married her high school sweetheart, and lived in love... through the good times and as much of the bad that she could handle. Our's was everyone's home. She raised two from her own womb, plus three from her sister's and countless others who drifted into her heart. Babies to teenagers, she helped potty train, fed them when they were hungry, and offered the motherly advice they couldn't get from thier own homes. She never forgot a single one. Thier names etched on her heart forever. Her own friends knew they always had a home with her, along with a hot meal. Many times relationships went bad and she was there with a warm heart and a healthy meal to mend the aches, and help them through "that bastard's ways". Eventually, she chose a career and neever let it take a front seat to her family. She taught us how to make a lot out of a little, as her mother taught her. Showed us that being rich in love was greater than any amount of money. My sister and I learned how to be wives, mothers and women from her. Knew when to fight for love and when to walk away from a battle lost, all from her example. Grew into mothers that understand how to be supportive yet stern under her influence.
Mom, you aren't a perfect person, never have been... But you've always been the perfect mom for me. We've made mistakes, let things fester, let things get out of proportion, let us drift apart.... amongst a myrad of other things. But thank you, for loving me, for believing in me, for giving me my "heart as big as all outdoors." I could never put into words what you mean to me. I miss you! I can not wait until spring when you can come home and I can see you again!!
*Comments on this blog have been disabled. 'Cuz I don't give a fuck what anyone has to say about it. This is an open letter to my hero, the beautiful woman who gave me life. This is your glimpse into who she is, and how blessed this world is to have her.*
I love you mom!!!
(Now quit crying!)
This blog was written a few years ago, before my mom got really sick. She passed away on Oct. 1, 2011. Those of you who have been with me since the start, know that my mom is where I get my twisted perverted sense of humor. She was amazing. <3 You can leave comments here... Comments on the original blog were disabled.