|A picture of my mom from a couple winters ago. My dad took this.|
My mother is amazing. This summer she has shown that again and again and again. Don't get me wrong, I have always been amazed by my mother and have felt God has blessed me with the best mom in the world, but this summer, as you have heard, has been a bit of a crazy one for me. During all of this, she has never failed to lift me up, pray for me, and do all that is within her power to help me out. My mom is an incredible woman.
I have been thinking about that a lot today, for obvious reasons, and I thought I would share with you some of the reasons my mom is so incredible (these are in no particular order):
- She is always there for me. Through everything I have dealt with this summer, be it boy trouble (there's been a lot of that), physical pain, financial worries, lots of crying, frustration, sickness, and anger...she has never left me or failed to listen.
- She always finds the time. As you can imagine, me being as sick as I am (and have been), there have been a lot of appointments and tests to go to. My mom has never once complained about having to drive me anywhere, and she's had to take off a lot of work to take care of me. She even drove me to an appointment this morning and went with me in to see the doctor and to the lab when I had to have blood drawn. She never fails to make time for me when I need it, even if that means postponing something she had planned to do. She is wonderful.
- She always makes me laugh. There has been so much in the way of stress and worry and...well...bad feelings this summer, but in spite of all of those things, my mom always makes me laugh. It could be because we have the same morbid, twisted sense of humor, but she always finds a way to make a bad situation (no matter how bad) seem hilarious exactly when I need her too. It always makes life easier to handle when you can find something to laugh about, and she really helps with that.
- She helps me see where God's at work. Today on the way back from my doctor's appointment, my mom pointed out the beauty of the timing for all of this to happen. Sure, there's never really a good time for your body to decide that it hates you, but honestly, the timing could have been so much worse. I was still at home, so my family could support me and help take care of me. I am working for a company that was willing to be understanding of my predicament and let me come back to work even though I've missed so much time. My mom is working for a company run by a wonderful woman who is friend's with our family and was more than willing to let my mom off or move her hours around so she could help me with whatever I needed. There's been so much lately that God's done that I may not have seen if it hadn't been for her helping me see it.
- She loves me so much and tries to make sure I never forget it or doubt it. My mother is, and always has been, an incredible mom. She takes the time, does the little things, pays attentions, is always willing to help, prays, helps me to understand all this complicated medical junk, and always tells me she loves me. She is a great mom.
- She always fights for me. There have been many times over the past few weeks that I have been scared or confused or didn't know what to ask anymore, but my mom has been willing to step in and help me ask the questions I didn't have the strength to ask or to fight for whatever I needed from my doctors. She has always been willing to stand up for me when I needed it, but I don't know if I have ever appreciated that as much as I do now. I could not have done a lot of this without her help.
God has really blessed me with a wonderful woman of God as my mother. She is amazing, and I truly hope that as I get older I become more and more like her.
Happy birthday, Ma. I love you, and I hope you never question that. May this be a fantastic birthday for you, and I hope that there are many more beautiful years ahead. You're wonderful.