The more I know about this world, the more deeply appreciative I am to have the family God gave me. I had an incredibly fortunate upbringing, no small thanks to this wonderful woman. She has always been my biggest supporter, my voice of reason (even when said reason is unwelcome by its intended recipient…), and my best friend.
Who remembers Take Your Daughter to Work Day? Well, when I was 10 or so, I was pretty disappointed that I was going to be the only sucker in school on that random Wednesday because my mom "didn't work;" if I recall, there was lots of whining about "not fair," etc. etc. My mother, fairly miffed that what she did day in and day out was not considered work, informed my teachers that I would be shadowing her at "work" that day. My young self interpreted this as mom-sanctioned hooky. Nancy Drews! Coca-cola at lunch! Hot dog! My mother, however, had other intentions. I went to every meeting, ran every errand, paid bills, sat with the dog at the vet-- if she did it, I did it that day, and I was not allowed to bring along a book (I went EVERYWHERE with a book as a kid. Everywhere.). My lesson was thoroughly learned that day; raising children and running a family is hard work, and often thankless work at that.
While I hope I express my appreciation every day, I certainly want to do it (publicly, at least) today. I would not be the person I am without you, Mama. You are so wonderful-- thank you for being so wonderful at your job.