It’s funny, moms and daughters. In a lifetime you go through so many phases. When you are little, you think she’s the most remarkable person. She feeds you, clothes you, bathes you, reads bedtime stories and tucks you in at night. When you wake up in the middle of the night with bad dreams, she gently rocks you in a wooden rocking chair until you are finally calmed down and can go back to sleep. Before you can even see her, you recognize the specific click- click of her high heels and the scent her perfume that lets you know she’s there to pick you up from daycare. She can do no wrong. Your mom is most beautiful person in entire world. She is fearless and strong. There is nothing she can’t do. Your favorite place in the whole world is curled up on her lap leaning your head on her so you could hear her voice vibrate through her chest. Your world revolves around this one person.
Then you get a little older, there’s a slight shift. She no longer is your entire world, but she certainly makes it all possible. She hangs in the background facilitating your life ready to step in when needed. You don’t realize everything she does for you. Cook dinner, drive you to dance, drive you to t-ball (even though she knows you’ll just sit in the outfield picking flowers), clean the house, go to work, pay the bills, sew your dance costumes (because back then they had to sew the dang thangs), create your Halloween costume, take you to 4-H, take you to modeling hours away, take you to singing lessons (because you just know that you are totally going to be famous one day), and the list goes on and on and on and on. She teaches you hard lessons. Like when you fall into a creek (where you weren’t supposed to be) and you come back soaking wet and certain that you nearly died. She just puts her hand on your shoulder and says “Well, Sis, shit happens”, and she’s right, you know, sometimes it just does, that’s life. They also teach you kindness. Like when your best friend hurts your feelings by spilling all of your secrets to school, your mom is there to reassure you, comfort you, and teach you how to forgive if not forget. Above all she’s your biggest fan even if you don’t know it at the time.
Once you are a teenager, you know everything there is to know and you have surpassed needing your mom, or so you think. You fight. You want to go out all night with friends. You live for the here and now, and she’s always planning for the future, but you have it all figured out. You get grounded for sneaking out and hate your mom for totally cramping your style. Now, at this age you realize, your mom knows absolutely nothing and quite honestly, she might not even be human. She certainly cannot understand what it’s like to be in your shoes. She couldn’t have ever been a teenager because if she had, of course she’d give you everything you want; let you go to concerts on school nights and parties on the weekends. You hate her for her mistakes (because in your mind, parents are suppose to be perfect and make no mistakes at all) and you can’t wait to just be away, grown up and on your own with no rules!!
Then it happens. You are grown-up, an adult, and you realize that you still have rules and more importantly responsibilities. When you become a mother yourself and you finally understand that your mom loved you all along, when you threw a monster fit in the grocery store, when you failed a test, when you yelled hurtful words at her, when you disappointed her more than she ever thought possible, when she was kind, when she was harsh, and now as you to find your way and make your own life. You forgive her for her mistakes because now you recognize that moms are just people doing the best they can do.
We evolve, mothers and daughters. Through all of our struggles, it’s nice to be in a place where I can say that my mom is my best friend. Thanks mom for allowing me to make mistakes and for picking me up when I fell. Thanks for always being there for me and for seeing the very best in me. I’m so proud of the person you are and so thankful to have you as my mom and my friend.
I love you Mom!!! Happy Birthday!!!
*edited: font made larger for old women so they don't have to squint at the screen through their reading glasses.