Reason Two: Pure Mother Love. My Mom loves me and she shows it. I never doubted her love and support, but often she would surprise me with how supportive she was/is. Two instances...in high school...you know, when you are a bratty teenager. Well, I wasn't that bratty, but there were times when I could have been nicer. And I was the 5th of 6 kids so Mom was pretty mellow by the time I came around (Thanks largely to Shanee :)). And I was pretty darn trustworthy. Anyway, one night I got home quite late. It had been a long horrible day and I knew I was going to be in trouble to top it off. So I came in and went down to my room expecting the worse and there on my bed was a little note from my mom. It simply said, "I love you." It still brings tears to my eyes when I think about it. She had to be inspired. It was just what I needed...to know I was loved. And another time I was asking permission to go somewhere and she looked at me and said, "Yeah, go. I'm glad you're having fun. You deserve it." Really? Once again, her love washed over me. She gave me confidence and hope and a sureness that no matter what, I was loved.
Reason Three: My Mom always put things in perspective. I was a bit of a worrier as a child and would often get worked up about tests and grades and school and my mom would always say, "What's it gonna matter in 10 years? Are you really gonna look back on this one test or this one grade and be sure that it changed the course of your life?" Relief would wash over me. Yeah, it's not really gonna matter all that much in the whole scheme of things. Doing my best was gonna have to be good enough. And it was. And she was right. And I still give myself this advice on a regular basis to put things in perspective and decide what's gonna matter and what isn't. Thanks Mom.
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What an AWESOME mom you have!
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