There was a me, before there was a mom. I was my parent’s first
child, and I was loved and accepted for exactly who I was. I had adventures and
experiences, as a child growing up in Chicago and Arkansas: friends, family,
jobs as a teenager, that helped mold me. As a young woman I went out and
explored the world that became a part of who I am away from my parents for the
first time. I have had wonderful experiences and a full book of my own story,
and glad that out of all this came you.
I have thoughts, feelings, experiences to share with you and
many I haven’t, to spare you from the hard moment’s that could have changed you.
Some of my best friends swear they will tell you stories they think you should
have heard, but for me, I have always just been here to be your mother. I do
like you an awful lot. I would pick you out in a crowd. You’re charismatic,
intelligent, interesting, and fun people – now that our life includes Ashley we
are “people” I love hearing your stories; I adore sharing in your life.
Know that no matter how old you are; no matter how much more you
know about a given subject, no matter how far away you go, or what you do, I
will always be your Mom first.
It is the road I chose and it guides nearly everything I do. It
is as natural to me as breathing; it cannot be turned on and off. I am sure, my conversations more often than
not, I sound more like a mother than a houseguest, that’s because I am.
All of this will be tested in those moments when my heart is
tugged, and I forget the new directions we’re all traveling in and I am sure
you can think of a time or two. I appreciate that you don’t challenge it and
grow with me. There are far worse
things in life than to be loved this much unconditionally.
I may have some interesting things to share; you may have
something to learn from me, even at this stage in your adult life. Don’t cut me
off, because you think you’ve heard it all before, or because I sound like...
well, your mother. Yes, I repeat stories sometimes, but that’s because those
stories are important to me and I am just trying to relate and share of myself.
Listening patiently is a skill, and for me, there is a connection for the here
and now, and the past.
Believe it or not: I lived in an apartment once, rented a cabin
once. I had to learn to cook and
organize a house after I left home. I
went to an excellent college and kept excellent grades. I went to grad school while a young single
mom and with the help of my parents to
give you a home. I won awards in my
field because it was important to me to excel in the path I was on. Sometimes, I didn’t even know that I was
going above and beyond others, it just was the way it was. Oh and yes, I fell in love, and had my heart broken ...
more than once.
I raised you in as much as a democracy as I could. From the time you were little, I would seize
the moments for you to make decisions of your own. That, too, is shifting for
me as a mom as you travel down your adult road. As adults, I have things to
learn from you, and value your opinion and input. Every chance we get if we can all slow down
for a moment, create new memories, share our lives, we’ll all be happier in a
life well lived.

