This is my mommer. She is one amazing lady. When I was growing up, my mom did everything. My dad worked stressful shift work, so the child-rearing was all on my mom. She drove me to and from school, NJ Youth Symphony, violin lessons and friends' houses. Every day she cooked us a healthy breakfast, packed us nutritious lunches, and made sure we ate a complete dinner. I never once arrived home from school to an empty house. She did all the laundry for all of us until we left the house. My math homework all the way through middle school never stumped her. She was (and is!) one smart cookie!
My mom taught me by her example how to ground myself in my faith. I remember the look, feel, and smell of the Bible she took to church on Sundays and studied from daily. She loved to sing hymns while she washed dishes and worked around the house. My own kids now do what I did to her when I was their age:"Stop singing!" and then later on, when I knew everything,"Mom, you're going flat!" (Don't worry -- I don't know anything now!) When I left the Protestant sect in which I was raised and joined the cursed Mormons, I can only imagine how she felt, but it was really because of her example that I went seeking for a faith I could really believe in.
We've had some rocky patches, but I'm glad for the friendship that is starting to emerge. Love you, Mom! Happy Mother's Day!
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