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My Mom

Saturday, May 11, 2013

This Mother’s Day I’ll be one of the fortunate ones who will celebrate the day by having dinner with my mother.

At the age of 88, my mom is a healthy, strong, and independent woman. She lives alone in her own apartment in a two-family house shared with my brother and his family. She drives herself around, goes to lunch with friends, and takes her Scottish terrier for regular walks. She is a dynamo on the computer, creating her own greeting cards, shopping and banking online, and playing various games on Mom also loves to cook – and makes her meals from scratch, adding her own creative touches to most recipes.

Throughout my childhood, my mother was my rock. She gave me a strong foundation of moral values by which to live. She also taught me by example how a woman can be strong. As a divorced mother of three (in the days when divorce was very unusual – and we were referred to as a ‘broken home’) my mom went to work and supported us. She put her children’s welfare ahead of everything else. She taught us to be brave by overcoming her own fears and having the courage to move ahead in spite of disappointments and setbacks. We never had much money, and she showed us how to enjoy and appreciate the simple things in life. At the same time, she taught us to set our standards high – to behave with honesty and integrity – and to not compromise our principles.

When I was a young adult, my mom and I did have some troubled times. We didn’t always communicate well with each other. I am happy to say, though, that those times have been well behind us for many years. I feel that in getting past those problems, I learned a lot about myself, and I grew as a person. I learned to forgive and to accept. It’s almost as if I left the relationship as a child, and then I returned to it again as an adult.

For a very long time now, my mom and I have been friends. We talk with each other regularly, and I make a point of driving the two hours to visit her two or three times each month. We share recipes and memories and often laugh together. I feel blessed to have her still in my life.

So this Sunday, at dinner, I will once more get to say to her “Happy Mother’s Day, Mom.
I love you.”

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