When I was little I was often asked what I wanted to be when I grew up. I had many aspirations, a teacher, a doctor, a ballerina, a musician perhaps, but what I wanted more than anything, was to be you. I still do.
You’re the kind of mom who got jealous when our school teachers told you something about us that you didn’t know. You pulled us out of school because you missed us, and we’ve been homeschooled ever since. Remembering that always makes me smile.
You’re the kind of mom I can call my best friend, I’ll never forget our coffee dates, chick-flick movie nights, cookie baking and laundry folding parties, inside jokes, and long conversations about anything and everything. You know me better than I know myself.
I’ve learned so much from you.
You taught me what it means to be selfless, always giving your time, thinking of others before yourself, and giving without expecting anything in return.
You taught me what it means to be patient, enduring all things without complaining.
You taught me what it means to be compassionate, gentle and kind.
Most importantly you taught me how to serve Yahweh.
Because of you, I have passions and ambitions, a spirit of adventure, a love for music and books, a love for children, a servant’s heart, and an appreciation for the little things in life.
Because of the example you set, I can call myself a strong woman.
Thank you for working so hard for our family! Every decision you’ve made over the years has had our best interests at heart. I can’t imagine a single day without you. I hope to bring you honor today and every day, and I hope someday, I can be as cool as you are.
I love you, Mom! Happy Mother’s Day!