How are you celebrating your Mom this Sunday?
When I was a kid, I was my parents "strong-willed child." Who I am I kidding, I still am. I was a royal pain in the ass most of the time. I was dramatic, sassy, had a bad temper, cried way too much, threw fits, talked-back, disobeyed, was snotty and usually had a "whoa as me" mindset. My Dad was out numbered by females and I know it drove him crazy at times. Estrogen overload! After one of my teenage moments of angst, I remember listening into a conversation my Dad was having with my Mom about me. Dad was seriously concerned I was unstable and I clearly remember my Mom calmly telling him "she is fine, she is a teenage girl and she will grow out of it."
Mom, thank you for telling Dad this. I was always worried he was one-step short of shipping me off somewhere. I also realized at that moment, as completely unlikeable as I was, you loved me harder when I needed it the most.
Now that our family of 4 is now 2, I hope my Mom realizes how much she is loved by her strong-willed child. There were some tough years of being a parent to my sister and I. There were some tough years of being a parent to me, even as her adult child. She never stops being a Mom and I am very lucky to have her in my life 43 years strong. She is a true joy in my life.
Honor your Mom Sunday and everyday. It truly is the toughest job in the world (and the longest).
#embracethehellyeah | #lessstuffmorelife
~AE
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