May 13, 2012

Open Letter To My Mom

Dear Mom,


When I was growing up, I thought you were the most beautiful woman in the world.  With your beautiful figure and big bouncy hair, I really thought you looked like a movie star.  You out shined all of the other mommies, hands down.  


Then I started to grow up, and a funny thing happened.  I did not hang on your every word any longer.  You said, "No."  I said, "Yes."  You said, "Stop."  I said, "Go."  Those years between training bras and pantyhose were a bit rocky for you and me.  


Then one day, many years after training bras and pantyhose, I became a Mom.  And your "No's" and "Stops" all started to make sense.  More than just understanding your perspective, I knew who you were for the first time.  I began to admire your grace under pressure.  All of those years with your flawless make-up and hair, you made motherhood look so easy.  But motherhood is not easy.  In fact, it's the hardest job I've ever done.


And now, that I feel like the little old woman who lived in a shoe and had so many children she didn't know what to do -- now, Mom, you are my friend.  You have been an incredibly hard act to follow.  I have attempted to be the kind of mom to my children that you were to me.  And I am certain that I have missed the mark.  But that's ok.  Where I falter, you come right in and save the day, because you're also the "best grammy ever."  


I am so proud of you as a mother, as a professional, as a woman, and as a friend.


I love you


Happy Mother's Day