“She opens her mouth with wisdom, and the teaching of kindness is on her tongue.”
– Proverbs 31:26
“All that I am, or hope to be, I owe to my angel mother.”
– Abraham Lincoln
My mom is the strongest woman I know. Hands down. And I mean physically, mentally, spiritually, and emotionally. She can wrestle me to the ground in seconds in addition to her faith in the Lord being incredibly strong. The things she’s been through and yet she still manages to be the best wife and mother, blows me away. Now that I’m 21, I am starting to see some of the sacrifices she (and my dad) have made for me over the years. I am absolutely overwhelmed with emotion when I think about all the luxuries, all the time, and all the rest my mom gave up to give me the best life possible. I am sure it wasn’t always easy being so selfless, but she did so with a big smile on her face. I will never fully understand the sacrifices my mom has made for me, so for now, until I understand more, I’ll just say “Mom, thank you.”
For this blog, I just want to say thank you to the coolest mom out there. For all the ladies reading this, I hope this makes you thank all the incredible moms in your life because without them, we wouldn’t be here. I truly would not be the woman I am today if it weren’t for my angel mother. She has molded me into the strong, big hearted woman I am today. So here’s a list of things I am forever thankful for about my mom.
- Her knowledge/wisdom. Moms truly know best. Every time I get myself into a sticky situation, I seek my mom’s counsel. I don’t always take her advice and apply it to my life, but I do sometimes. The times when I genuinely listen to my mom, no matter how hard it might be, I reap positive outcomes. She really knows what she is talking about! On the flip side though, let me tell you about the times I don’t take my mom’s advice. Crash and burn. She’s right whether or not I listen to her. She was in middle school once. She was 16 learning to drive once. She was a senior in high school once. She was 21 and heart broken once. Not only did she get through those times, she has so much knowledge to share about how to keep on keeping on. The Lord has a cool way of using parents’ past experiences to teach their kids valuable lessons. The older I get, the more I want to listen to my mom’s advice because I know just how wise she is. I will always cherish the knowledge and wisdom she has because, like I mentioned earlier, moms know best. And mine knows the bestest.
- Her beauty, both inside and out. My mom is a natural beauty. She has freckles, reddish brown hair, an athletic figure, beautiful blue eyes, and so on. One of the biggest compliments someone can give to me is to tell me that I look just like my mom did when she was in high school and college. Quick little anecdote. Sometime in elementary school, my mom and I took a flight to my grandparents house. I have always adored my mom and wanted to not only be like her, but to look like her and dress like her. So for a short time period, mom and I had matching clothing. Anyway, we’re at the airport waiting in line to check in for our flight wearing matching black and white striped shirts, a black skirt, and some black velcro sketchers (don’t even get me started on the fashion trends of the early 2000s – talk about cringe worthy). The desk clerk announced he would take the next available guests, which was us. But instead of saying, “I’ll take the next guests” or a similar line, he said, “I’ll take the twins over here!” And, man oh man, did I think that was the coolest day of my life!! Even today as I sit here writing this blog post, I still smile thinking about that comment. But not only is my mom physically beautiful, her insides are even more beautiful, if that’s possible. She is the sweetest woman I know. She used to leave me little notes in my lunchbox to find at school. She is thoughtful beyond measures. She sends me texts throughout the day telling me she’s praying for me and hopes I have a great day. She is caring and protective of her baby girl. When I was 16, I had a fender bender with a federal judge (lolol I know, what are the odds when there’s only like 6 [or some small number] in all of North Carolina? Idk, but the odds were definitely in my favor to NOT hit one. Somehow I did, oh well). Anyway, this man was late to court so he flashed his badge and asked me to follow him to the court house. He noted that someone there would take care of this little incident. Mind you, I’m 16 and scared out of my mind, so I listened to the man who flashed me a badge. Oh but let me tell you, this man had a big storm coming. When we finally arrived at the court house and I mentioned to him my mom was on the phone and wanted to speak to him, I knew it was about to go down. To this day, I really have no idea what my mom said to this man on the phone, but I could hear her screaming through the phone and the look on his face was equivalent to seeing a ghost. Her caring and protective nature was absolutely evident that day, and each and every day I see more and more of that nature, too. But out of all the things that make my mom beautiful on the inside, my favorite is her big heart. She is always willing to help someone out, no matter the person or the need. She cries in movies, both happy and sad. She looks away from roadkill because she doesn’t like seeing the poor little animal. Her arms are always open when I’m in need of a hug (or 462). And she loves like no one else’s business. You truly are beautiful, mommy, both inside and out.
- Her firmness. You might think that’s a funny thing to be thankful for about your mom, but it’s really not, at least for my case. Living under her roof for 18 years, I heard the word “no” a lot. I could beg and cry and plead, but if the answer was no, then the answer was no. A lot of this was due to her protective nature. She knew that what I wanted (or thought I wanted) wouldn’t grow me spiritually, mentally, physically, or emotionally, so she vetoed that want. And boy am I thankful. Looking back I am really glad she didn’t let me hang out with those people or do those things I wanted to do. All of those rules were for my protection. At the time, of course, I didn’t see them. I thought she was being mean and not cool. But, now, I see her protection and I am so thankful for those “no’s”.
- How she raised me. She is a southern woman, through and through, so naturally, she raised me to be one, too. Each morning we thank the Lord for the things he has given us. We say “thank you” when someone holds the door for us; and similarly, we expect our boyfriend to hold the door for us, too. We know our worth and we won’t compromise. We say “Yes ma’am”, “no ma’am”, “yes sir”, and “no sir”. We speak kind words to our bus driver and cafeteria lady. We laugh at silly things. We protect our eyes, ears, and thoughts from sinful things. We are gentle to the earth; we don’t trash it. We leave it better than how we found it. We always write thank you notes when someone has us over for dinner or gives us a gift. We keep our head held high so our crown doesn’t slide off. You don’t have to have money to have class, nor does money always guarantee class. We trust in the Lord, but lean on our family. And in the goods and the bads, we look to Jesus. And most importantly, she raised me to pray; there really isn’t anything like the power of prayer. I am, and will forever be, thankful for how my mom raised me.
- The way she sings. Whether it be a lullaby, so sweet and tender, or jamming to the song “Look What God Gave Her” by Thomas Rhett on full volume, I could listen to her sing all day. Her voice isn’t quite as angelic as Carrie Underwoods, but it’s still a gift from the Lord that she uses often. And I’m so glad she dose. Nothing will ever compare to riding roads with my mom while singing at the top of our lungs. Those memories will forever be some of my favorites.
- Last one. The way she prays. My mom has been my biggest prayer warrior since before I was born. Every day she prays for me. She prays over my day to day activities, but she also prays for the bigger picture. She’s prayed for my future husband since I was a small girl. She prays for those around me to be godly men and women who point me to Jesus. She prays for my happiness, joy, peace, and love to be found in the Lord. She prays the Lord’s will over my life constantly. Through the good and the bad, I know my mom is both praying and praising. She is an incredible prayer warrior. I will never be able to thank her enough for the prayers she’s prayed over me, but I can try my best.
Mom, thank you. There are so many more things I am thankful for about you. You are literally the greatest mom to ever walk the planet. I am sorry I threatened to sell you on craigs list once in high school when you hadn’t made a true dinner in over a week. I had no idea (and still don’t know) what it takes to be the mom you are. I also apologize for all the stress, anxiety, and hurt I’ve caused. I know raising me wasn’t the easiest always, but you did a darn good job if I say so myself. I pinky promise to never take you for granted ever again. You are my rock forever and always.
To all the women reading this blog, I hope you share this with your mom as a way of saying thank you. Your mom won’t be identical to my mom, but she’s still pretty great. She still sacrificed and loves you, just like mine. Moms have to be strong for themselves, their husbands, and the kids. It can get tiring very fast. A thank you can go a long, long way. Pick up the phone and call your mom. Get in the car, drive to Harris Teeter, buy flowers, and show up at her house. Order her that new perfume she smells every time she walks through Belk. Whatever it is you need to do to say thank you, do so today! You might not get another chance like the one you have right now. So mommy, mom, ma, mother, moooooom, madre, mama, thank you for all the sacrifices you’ve made and all the love you’ve given me and will continue to give me forever. You are truly a one of a kind angel on this earth. Your friends are lucky to be your friend and I am lucky to be your baby girl. I love you more.