A day late, but still filled with love.
I spent all day yesterday thinking about my amazing mother while I cleaned the house: did the dishes, all the laundry [done and folded], and weeded the garden to the extent of an insanely sore body today.
So many thoughts went through my head about my momma. I laughed to myself remembering the best times, smiled remembering the constant love, cried remembering the hardest times. My mom has gone through so much, with such a bold statement of love.
Motherhood seems like the most beautiful, exciting, terrifying, heartbreaking, surreal experience. And with every step, my mother had taken her life with us head-on. I’ve learned so much from her.
She has taught me that being beautiful may come naturally, but the most attractive thing a woman can wear is confidence.
And she wears her confidence so beautifully.
She has taught me that standing up for what’s right, what’s true, should always come naturally.
And she always stood up for each of her children flawlessly, over and over.
She has taught me that you should never be embarrassed to dance when the music is good enough.
And now I cannot contain myself in cars, bars, and kitchens.
She has taught me hope.
And I find it in myself, and in her, when times are dark.
She has taught me not to take myself too seriously.
She has taught me that if you’re making dinner, you get a cocktail.
So I make one for Evan… and then one for myself.
She has taught me to pursue every. single. dream. that I find worthy.
And I’m living it, breathing it. Thanks to her.
She has taught me this and oh, so much more. I owe so much of who I am to this beautiful best friend.
Thank you, Momma. I love you so much.
Happy [late] Mother’s Day!