Aaahhh yes ...
Mother's Day it is. There is no being on earth more perfect, more loving than your good ole mom. I think Mother's Day should come more than once a year. I know it might take away from the specialness of the occassion, but mom's really do deserve it. My mom is an incredible lady and if anyone deserves for every day to be a great day, it's her.
The best way to describe how wonderful my mother is is to give you a story. My mother had a pomeranian, Precious, that she absolutely adored. I mean, my mother doted on this dog like it was a grandchild. So mom would go to work and during lunch, she'd come home and let Precious out into the yard for a bit and then bring her back in when she left. Well, one day mom lets her out into the backyard. 15 minutes later, mom calls her back in and realizes that she is gone. Mom panics and drives around the neighborhood but can't find her. Mom is distraught for about 2 days 'til Precious turns up at home.
All is fine and mom decides to keep on eye on her. So she puts her in the backyard again and she notices Precious goes to a small hole she's dug under the fence. Mom follows her about 2 blocks to a house. There, an old lady lets Precious in and feeds her. Mom goes over and knocks on the door and talks to the lady. The old lady had been feeding her,taking care of her, and was absolutely in love with Precious. My mom sorta knew who the old lady was (actually knew her family) and knew she had no family nearby. My mom told this lady to keep Precious with the only caveat being that if she decides to move or needs to be rid of the dog to simply let her know so she could come get her. Mom just says that well, she had the boys (my nephews) and my siblings to keep her company.
Mom loved that little dog. She really did, but that is my mom. She always puts others first and did so again this time. That is part of why I've tried so hard to get ahead in life so that when my mom needs something, I can do it no questions asked. Mom has always been my number one fan (although I don't tell her about my blog) and if she knew about this, she'd probably comment everyday just so I'd know someone read it. Mom will give me the shirt off of her back if she thinks it will help me. She also knows when it's time for you just to face the music and deal with the consequences.
Mothers Day is also a bit sad for me as well. See, I live far from home and only get to see mom at holidays. She's always said that she knew from an early age that for me to be happy, I'd have to be out there chasing down the things that make me happy. These things, she says, would take me far from home. She knew it from the moment I started school. Mom was in the car bawling because it's my first day of school. When she stops in front of the school, I just say "Bye mom!!" and I bolt out the door up to the teachers. So when I do get home for the holidays, I notice my mom looks older every year. It breaks my heart because I wish I had the luxury of being closer so I didn't notice the gradual changes.
But today isn't a day to think of sad things, it's a day to be grateful for the one person who loves us no matter how badly we fuck up, no matter how hard we fall, no matter how much of a mess we get ourselves into ... mom is there. So this post is a bit sappy .... yeah, but moms deserve to know they're the best. Thanks mom and I love you.