Mothers and Daughters

Mothers and daughters have this special bond that only mothers and daughters understand.

I am so fortunate that I got one of the sane moms growing up. Not everyone can say that they have a sane mother. Even though I was such a terrible kid, my mom never once gave up on me. She believed in me and my crazy dreams and also allowed me to be my own person.



I remember when I was 9 or 10 I really wanted to go into 4H for sewing. I had this crazy idea that I would design purses when I grew up. Mom helped me with my homework and my pattern making. Mom used to like to sew when we were babies, but had hated it for years before I decided to start sewing. My poor mom had to help me with almost every aspect of my sewing projects. I am pretty sure she hated every moment of it. But I remember how much I loved that she decided to help me. In 4H I had to write this speech about a scary life experience. It had to be two minutes long and had to be recited and not read. My mom helped me write this speech and helped me memorize it every night for days and days before my recital day. My mom was so proud of me after I did my speech. I got disqualified for my speech being to short. But that didn't stop mom from celebrating. We went for ice cream. Just her and I.

My mom supports my crazy lifestyle. I don't think she loves the idea that I love moving around so much. But she knows that it is what I like to do, and that is enough for her to support me. She always gives me a "pep talk" (lecture) with each move. I have come to look forward to them and cherish each lecture I get.



If you know my mom then you know what I am talking about with the lecturing. My mom doesn't do the mean lecture, but the worried mother lecture. And I love each one I get. My dear mother has a lecture for every situation.

Going to the cabin consists of:

*bring water
*check mouse traps
*how to turn on the Christmas lights
*how to turn on the fire
*fill the fire wood
*open the windows after a certain time
*drive safe
*drive safe
*drive safe

My mom and I share something else that most people don't have, and that is our birthday. My mom and I will always get to share our birthdays. Never do I have a day that I don't think about my mother, but on April 8th I am able to remember the wonderful moments that we have shared. Even the small moments. The moments that matter most to me.
I am so lucky to share such an important day with someone I love so much.

Happy Birthday Mom