To My Mom,
I am so proud of you.
You’ve said these words to me so often growing up, and now it’s time you hear them from me.
Your strength and courage have made me who I am today. Willing to take risks. Willing to make mistakes. Willing to get up of the ground and try again. You may have threatened to, but you never did give up.
For the millions of hardships you never deserved to endure, I say I’m proud of you. Whether your youthful prayers became evidence of God’s glory to you or not, your faith and the life path your faith created is the foundation on which I’ve built my trust in God. The sufferings you’ve endured (before and after I had the honour of being in your life) and your will to never give up has made you the amazing woman you’ve become and I thank God every day that He blessed me with you.
Thank you for McDonalds for lunch in the park.
Thank you for choosing to show me what real love looks like.
Thank you for standing up for me.
Thank you for the sacrifices you made to keep me in dance.
Thank you for teaching me how to cook your Lasagna.
Thank you for all the times your had to put your dignity aside to keep protect J and I.
Thank you for the monstrous amounts of love and selflessness you showered on me and my brother.
Thank you for teaching me it’s OK to love myself…
Thank you for teaching me how to love myself.
Thank you for your prayers.
Thank you digging the snow out of my boots after telling me not to walk in the deep piles.
Thank you for the hundreds of dance costumes your fingers sewed for me.
Thank you for the hours and hours you spent driving me to Kimberley.
Thank you for believing in me.
Thank you for trusting me.
Thank you for spending time with me every day, even if it’s not in person.
Thank you for giving me an amazing older brother whose kind, warm spirit and generosity is unmatchable.
Thank you for your warm, kind spirit and generosity.
Thank you for always listening… and always understanding.
Thank you for saying Yes.
Thank you for saying No (even when I wanted you to say yes).
Thank you for your loving honesty.
Thank you for your love.
A toast –
Here is to the 55 years that my mother
sang without a care,
swam with grace,
ran with power,
spoke with passion,
danced with the knowledge that everyone would want to watch her,
loved like no one would hurt her,
cried more fierce fully than my heart would dare to witness,
fought hard, no matter what the odds,
prayed always, even when she didn’t think anyone was listening,
tried whether failure or monumental accomplishment,
struggled without redemption,
taught with validity,
triumphed without recognition,
infallibly, stood with her head held high.
Here is to my mother, that we may be graced with the presence of her spirit forever.
Happy Birthday, Mom.
I love you and I’m so very proud of who you are.