Especially to my mom, but to all moms reading this, Happy Mother’s Day!
Each day I have a new appreciation for moms and grandmoms. I was 33 when we got Chad and had never given much thought to what a mom goes through each day. Along came Chad and life as I knew it was changed forever. There were a few sleepless nights . . not many though til he turned 16. Everywhere I went involved a car seat, a stroller, a diaper bag . . simple tasks were now an ordeal.
Then he started to school and my great concern was that someone would pick on him and I wouldn’t be there to defend him. Or something would happen and I wouldn’t be at school on time to pick him up.
Then he turned into a teenager and . . I must’ve blocked all that from my memory because all I remember is when he decided my rules weren’t going to work, he left and ended up spending the night in the Wal-Mart parking lot in Kentucky.
Now, he’s a young man. Just a few months ago he went off to college and my heart was so broken. I sobbed and whined and thought nothing would be right in my world ever again. Five days from now, he moves home for the summer. Will someone please remind me how sad I was when he left in August? And, at what point does a young man learn to open a door without sounding like the entire wall is coming down? I think he hits the door to push on it before he turns the handle. I asked him yesterday if he needs a lesson in how to open a door. He just gave me one of those looks!
And, a very special hanks to the lady I will never know who gave me the gift of being a mom.