I am always a little sad as I travel back into the city on a Monday morning. Especially after spending such a nice weekend with friends, family and sunshine. So with gray skies and rain again on the radar, I am planning on reliving my weekend by sharing it all here with you this week!
In France Mother’s Day will be the last Sunday in May but for us Americans it was this past Sunday. I feel the need to tribute my mom with a post 🙂
My mom is the best! Simply put. I have found that during the past few years I have developed a new relationship with many members of my family. Part of growing up I guess. My mom is no exception, as our relationship has grown into a very give and take sort of thing; advice and support dished and received from both parties. I also feel that I might appreciate my mom more than ever after living in a foreign country where I saw many different versions of moms (and where I “played mom” some days myself).
My mom is a very tough lady (the only girl in between four boys might have been the cause)! She has three daughters who still lean on her almost every day even though we all live under separate roofs. She has an extremely challenging job working with autistic high schoolers. She just went back to get her masters and earned a 4.0 while doing it. She makes time to meet friends for coffee and stays actively involved in church and community activities. And these are things in the present. When we were all living at home and swimming 24/7, she was waking up early to get us to this or that practice, making sure a hot meal was ready to be eaten right when we walked in, taking us shopping before the big dances (and spending money on it too)…. I could go on forever. She does it all and always has.
She and my dad raised my two sisters and me in a way where there were rules and structure. When we reached a certain age, however, we were let go to make our own mistakes, decisions and create our identity. We really weren’t given a limit to how high we were allowed to dream; for me, especially within the past few years, this is the biggest blessing!
As you get older you notice more of the nitty-gritty of your family. Mine is far from perfect. But even so, I am sure if I sat and compared it to others, I would quickly be able to justify the facts that my mom, the supporter of the whole crazy flock, is the best! She is the glue, she is the enforcer and she has shown me exactly how I want to raise my family one day.*
Even this morning she got up early to make me monkey bread. Last night I realized that I had forgotten to make it during the weekend. Totally unnecessary and totally my mom’s love shining through deliciously buttery and sugary goodness. She is the bomb.
Mother bird is a 4.0 student, 4.0 daughter, 4.0 wife (I’ll speak for you dad) and most of all a 4.0 mom. I just can’t believe how much my mom does!
She is the best and I love her so much.
*My dad AND mom do a phenomenal job together. It takes two as they say. But this past weekend wasn’t Fathers Day, so dad will just have to wait for his praise 🙂