The Package

This posting means a lot to me. Its my mothers birthday tomorrow and she is one of the most important people in my life. As most people know, I’m very much a daddy’s girl. My dad has always been the apple of my eye. When I was younger everything was daddy daddy daddy. I would even growl at my mom if she would look at him the wrong way-so, now you know. Freud would have a great time trying to figure this one out.

There were times that I would ask myself, “whats the purpose of a mother?” I always found comfort in going to my father when I needed something, so whats a mother suppose to do. Putting all of this into perspective and really taking the time to analyze it-theses question were answered.

Everything I know is from her. Every part of my existence and biology is her. Everything that I know about life and sacrifices is her. All that I am is her.  

Moving back home after a long stint in Chicago was an obstacle, at first. To begin with, my mom and I disagreed on the whole idea of me running off to the big city. Growing up I guess you can say we disagreed on everything. But, why? I can’t even answer that, because she was right on every tiny detail. I haven’t told her yet, but one day I will.

My mother and the women that brought me up are some of the most unique creatures out there. I have yet to meet anyone else like them. Words really can’t describe who they are. Let’s just say they come from good stock. They brought me up, showing me how to love, nurture and how to have courage and when to<<which isn’t an easy task to teach. The courage part was needed recently and what would I have done without it. I would have stayed broken and confused, that’s for sure. I needed to be strong and that was the time.

The courage was my mothers spirit. I saw her face and her eyes. With no words, it was there. I knew what to do. I’ve always known what to do. Because of them, it became that much easier. So with as much grace as I could possibly manage, I got through it. She always promised me I would.

I could go on and on about this for days. I could write forever about specific examples of when these women showed me time and time again how to be and what to do. There’s no need to go on about it, because I’m the proof that it works. Their philosophy worked because I’m the product of their wisdom, teachings and love. I only hope that if God blesses me with a girl; I will devote everything in my being to show her this package of love that the women in my life have blessed me with-The whole package.
I love you with everything I am. Thank you and Happy Birthday. xox