Today is my mom’s birthday!
What can I say about mom, that I have not already written about here on my blog?
Oh, you may have missed some of my past words about mom?
Well, since you asked?
Here are some excerpts from past posts about my mom, a special lady in my life –
….I once called my mom pleading for her to leave work and come help me. Mom was there for me, helping me get through a tough time as I found in the years to follow she would do on a consistent selfless basis.
I looked forward to those visitations because each time I knew my mom would be there – not once did she miss coming to visit me.
Post: Thanks Mom!
My mom may not have always understood me and my actions; but she has always supported me. She has never questioned my choices in life even when those choices were bad ones and she has always been there to help pick me up so I can continue to move forward.
Post: Happy Birthday Mom
She was there for me in the most difficult dark days of my life and literally saved me and my life. She has never failed to be available for me in so many ways, so many times, for so many years.
My mom is splendid, grand and outstanding. But more importantly she’s understanding, unconditional, accepting and loving.
In my post ‘Mother Mary‘, I wrote the following –
I made my mom cry the other day. It upset me that she was crying; she was crying because she knows I am going to go through a major surgery to have my bladder removed and some other organs removed, and that my life will be different. And, I guess as a parent we don’t like to see our child suffer; we don’t want to see our child struggle and we don’t want to see our child go through certain situations.
In today’s post, I want to conclude with the following words –
When I visited my family last month for Thanksgiving and it was time for me to say goodbye to my mom – I made my mom cry again. Well, I did not make her cry, she cried because she knew what was going to take place very soon. Thanksgiving would be the last time my mom and I would be together before my surgery. My mom, she worries – and so she cried when it was time to say our goodbyes. I hugged her and told her not to worry, it all would be fine; it is all good, I will be okay.
I write this post, thinking she may never see these words, but she knows how I feel about her – I have never hesitated to let her know.
Love you mom – happy birthday!