The date: October 22, 1988. The time: 10:10 am. The event taking place? My birth.
Whether she was ready or not, my mother’s life had just changed forever, and almost three weeks early on top of that. Yet despite the challenges that awaited her, she embraced them and myself with open arms.
But what more is there to expect from one of the sweetest people in the world? And trust me – I’m NOT just saying that because she’s my mom. I say it because throughout my life, I’ve seen her put others before herself countless times. She gives so much of herself, and loves so hard, all while expecting nothing in return. Every day she fights through diabetes, thyroid cancer, sleep apnea, and other illness while working an overnight shift at the post office. But you know what? She doesn’t let it stop her. If anything, it seems as if it makes her do more – especially for people who are fighting the same fight with her.
When I discovered I was pregnant with Abby, she pushed through her disappointment to help me and make sure that I was ready for her in the best way possible. And when she was born, she cared for Abby as if she were her own and she still does to this day. I will admit that there have been times I’ve been angry with her because I felt that she was doing too much and not taking care of herself, as she would for others. But then I think about all that she’s done for people and the helping hand she’s extended and how blessed she is because of it.
It’s because of all that she’s done for myself and others that I realized whether people appreciate her or not, I am extremely lucky to have her as MY mom.
Thank you mom, and I love you…
Peace, Love, Blessings, & Hugs