So, I am a few days late writing this blog, but better late than never. Sunday was Mother's Day and it turned out to be a great day. I woke my husband up for work and sent him off to work, and went back to sleep. My beautiful daughter woke me up with a huge smile so that she could give me what she had made me at school. She brought it home Thursday and hid it from me. She made a flower for the outside of the bag and inside the bag was a hanging picture of me, well the way she painted me, and a coffee cup with her picture on it holding a sign that says Happy Mother's Day 2010.
Then, my husband asked me what I wanted for supper. He cooked meatloaf, fried potatoes, shells and cheese, corn on the cob, and rolls. And our little baby did the dishes. I didn't have to lift a finger. We then followed supper with a movie, we watched Tooth Fairy. It was quite an awesome day. I am so thankful for my family, I am blessed beyond anything I could ever have imagined.
Of course I didn't get to see my Mom on Mother's Day because she was with my Dad in Birmingham. I have to say, my Mom and I have never been the closest, not like most moms and daughters, but it's not my fault or hers. It's mainly because we are so much alike. Sometimes it hard for us to be in the same room for an extended length of time. However, I must say I wouldn't change her for the world. I am who I am becasue of her and my dad. I know there were many many times that we faught growing up, but in the end she had my best interest at heart and did a wonderful job raising me. I know it took alot of patientence on her part, because I am very hard headed and very set in my ways.
Growing up in school, when we always talked about Heroes, I always said my Mom is my Hero. I know she heard me say it and write it, but I don't think she ever believed it and I wish in some way I could make her believe it. She is a rock, solid and strong. She graduated from UNA (where she met my Dad) and my parents decided to have a child, and only wanted 1, as my mom was 1 of 2 and my dad was 1 of 6. She later began her career with the State of Alabama Department of Revenue (where she still works today, 27 years later). When my dad's mom became ill (my MaMaw), she neevr thought twice about helping. And now my dad has been ill for many many years, and still there is our family's ROCK. Still so solid, now this is not to say she's emotionless, as this she is not. She was just raised to not show them. Does she get upset and cry? I'm sure she does, but she does this alone, as I do. People need time for themselves sometimes, and she never really takes time for herself. I can and do help with my dad, when I'm able, but she never backs down, she's there for anyone that she cares about, even if it means sacrafising herself.
She doesn't let many people in her bubble, but if you're one of the lucky ones, she lets you all the way into her heart. When it comes to the ones near her heart, there is normally nothing that stands in her way to help those that need helping. She has been referred to as distant, rude, or cold, when in reality she is one of the most caring women that I know. This is one of her ways of keeping people at bay, as to protect herself from getting hurt. She is the type person to take a lot of things to heart, that maybe weren't meant in a way that she took them. As I sit and actually think of all the things my mom is, I can see that I do indeed have alot of her traits. However, I still feel that I am no comparison to her. I can only pray that one day, not only will she realize what she means to me, but that my children think of me at least half of the way I think of my mom, my Hero.