Mother’s Day is this weekend and it got me thinking about what it means to be a Mom. I am not a Mom yet, but very much look forward to having that honored role one day soon. I can’t help but think of my own Mother and all that she has done for me since that cold February day that I was born.
Nurtured and cared for me as an infant.
Practiced incredible patience with my temper tantrums as a stubborn toddler and then again as an ignorant teenager.
Made me believe I could and still can be anything I put my mind to.
Believed in me when no one else would.
Taught me about the importance of faith, family and love.
Has been a shoulder to cry on and has comforted me when no one else could.
Has shared so much joy and happiness with me.
Is the best example of what a committed, loving and fulfilling marriage should look like.
Is a great dance partner.
Is the best Grandma to her little grandpuppy.
And I am lucky enough to say that she is my best friend.
For all of you celebrating Mother’s Day this weekend I am in awe of all that you sacrifice for your children and the never ending love and support you give to your family. Take this weekend as a well deserved time to sit back and relax. You all deserve it!
Also, to my equally beautiful, fun-loving, enthusiastic, generous, supportive, hilarious, and loving mother-in-law. Thank you for giving me the best gift of all, your son, and raising him to be such a wonderful man.