Today is Mother's Day and as my own children are still sleeping in their bed's I cannot help but think about my own Mom. My Mom passed away almost 11 years ago and I cannot help but to think about her almost daily still.
My Mom was a very special woman, she grew up very poor and spent most of her life in foster care. When she was in her early 20's she met my Dad and they got married and had 3 girls. From countless stories, I have heard it was not an easy marriage, but my Mom stayed and my Dad passed away in 1976 when I was almost 2. At this point my Mom had three children ages 1, 3, 5 and no education and no job. She had never balanced a checkbook or anything. My own grandma (Dad's Mom) tried to get her to give us up for adoption, she refused.
I know my Mom had some hard times, but the thing was she was always there for us, she did everything possible for us, and we knew she loved us. I fondly remember trips to the beach in the summer, going for ice cream and holidays that she did everything possible to make special.
Mom passed away very unexpectedly in the Summer of 1998. I have always had a hard time dealing with her death, but I just know that she is looking down and sees how my life has turned out and is proud of how I have turned out.
I know with my own children that I have always tried to do special things with them, because honestly when they are all grown up they will look back and remember that I did things with them and that I loved them, no matter what.
To me being a good Mom boils down to one thing which is did I try? If I did then all is well, if I put my all into it, then this is a great thing, but if I took the easy way out then we have a problem.
So today, I am wishing all the Mom's out there a Happy Mother's Day, and to my own Mom who I believe is looking down at me, smiling at the person I have become...Happy Mother's Day. I love you.