Friday, May 6, 2011

The hero in my life


Mother’s Day is coming up, did you know that? I remembered this year and sent flowers to Grandma. I found a great present for Mom that won’t arrive in time but I know she’ll like it. There is one mom in my life, though, that is really special and I never know what to get her. If any of my readers has an idea please pass it along.

The mom I’m talking about is my hero, she brought two miracles into the world. She’s soft enough to cuddle them when they are sick or hurt, yet strong enough to deal with the worst life has to throw at her with her head held high. She can be goofy, singing and dancing on the front porch in her bathrobe while her kids head off to school with their friends. She’s a natural leader and people love to follow her. She’s got a tough side that she shows to the world, but there’s also an emotional and vulnerable side that I’ve seen when she didn’t realize anyone was watching.

She’s always there when I need her. She spent several hours on the phone with me about 20 years ago talking me through a tough decision, this was back in the days when we had to PAY for long distance and we were on opposite sides of the country. When I finally decided to chop my long hair off in the 90’s she was right there with her scissors. When my Dad died she at my side in moments even though I work on the opposite side of town from where she lives.  (Yeah, she’ll say that was just coincidence that she was out shopping on my end of town that day, but she was still there for me.) When I picked up a bully or two in Junior High school she was my defender, and NOBODY messed with her when she got mad. She taught me so many things, from curling my hair and putting on makeup, to how to handle eight energetic 8 year olds on a soccer team.

If you haven’t figured it out by now my hero is my sister, Beth. We may not be the storybook sisters who dress alike and stay up late giggling over boyfriends and discussing the latest movies, but she’s the best damn sister I could ever ask for. I don’t get to tell her how much she means to me very often. It seems like life always gets in the way and it’s never the right time. She’s the best at everything she does, including being a sister, and I love her. I hope she knows that.

With Mother’s Day coming up I got to thinking about all of the mother figures in my life and she’s right up there with the best of them. Happy Mother’s Day everyone.

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