I am the oldest of 4 children. I have 2 other sisters and a brother. My mother and I have bucked heads since the
earliest memories I have. I am an
independent spirit, I am passionate, I am head strong, I am willful, I am just
as much my mother’s daughter as I am my father’s daughter. If she doesn’t realize it, she should
now. I can remember the fights with her
in kindergarten when I wanted to wear my favorite purple corduroy pants for
picture day and she wanted to put me in a flowery and lacy dress. I won that fight, and I stood proudly in the
back row of my class picture. I remember
demanding to grow my bangs out in 5th grade and the awfulness that
came after that. I was a tom boy and my
mom was hoping for more of a little lady.
I wanted to tag along with dad doing chores, milking cows, riding in
tractors and getting dirty.
When I hit my teen years I really challenged my mother. I wasn’t too much of a trouble maker, but
every time she gave me a boundary that I thought was unrealistic I challenged
it. I tried shorts that were too short
and speeding tickets to football games. These were not my proudest moments and I know
I am responsible for more than a couple gray hairs, but my mother remained
firm. Every time we fought, I apologized
and tried to do better. I knew my mother
was being firm out of love for me. Now
as a 30-something woman, I look back and see how much of blessing she was for my
siblings and me. Those boundaries helped
keep me from bouncing too far off the straight and narrow path. When there was an injustice at school, mom
went to bat for us, meeting with the principle to make sure our lives were fair. Her love for us was so passionate at times
that it came out as frustration when we made choices she knew were less than
our ability. She taught her daughters
the value of modesty and respecting ourselves for more than our appearance. She encouraged us to travel and try new
things, but at the time seemed like she was just bossing us around. She taught us the value of a dollar, hard
work, and how to save and sacrifice for something we really wanted. She gave her time to drive us to school
events making sure that we experienced the arts, sports, and community service
through 4-H and church.
Most of all mom led us in example of how she treated our
father. She has always worked to care
for dad: doing cooking, cleaning, laundry, running errands, serving him lunches
in the fields. She ended her career to
stay at home and raise 4 children, while helping my father farm. Dad often says that was one of the most
wonderful things mom ever gave him…4 beautiful children. Their marriage like so many others faced hard
times, and it wasn’t perfect but it worked for them. Mom prayed with dad and shared that faith
with us. I’m sure more than once she
said a novena on my behalf. To this day
I will default to praying the rosary in times of crisis or severe weather
thunderstorms; that is all mom. Mom made
sure we knew that you could argue in a marriage and make up, that you could
work through the conflicts. So much that
mom did for us while we were growing up, I feel like I took it for granted at
the time.
I see women especially, that didn’t have a mom like mine,
and I see how much they struggle in life trying to find out who they are. If it wasn’t for the hard boundaries and
lessons in faith and self respect from mom, I don’t know if I would be half the
woman I am today. I see now how
important her example was in who I am today.
Yes we still buck heads but we can handle conflict because of how she taught
me to handle conflict. I know at the end
of the day, when mom gets really passionate about something, it is because she
loves me so much and only wants the best for me. On this Mother’s Day weekend, I say thank you
and I love you to the best mom I could’ve ever imagined! And God Bless you
always and forever!
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