Today's blog is dedicated to my Mama, Cindy.
Today is my mom's birthday. My mom and I didn't always get along...almost my whole life we just had clashing personalities, ok, I was a huge brat. I'll admit it. We loved eachother, but let's just say we fought...A LOT.
Then, I turned 17. and, presto, we were best friends. We still are.
My mom is an AMAZING woman. She has great strength. She reminds me of one of the Rommely women from A Tree Grows in Brooklyn, she could take on any hardship, but she's filled with so much love inside! When she was 12 years old her father died of a heart attack and, being the only daughter, became the woman of the house while her mother (My Grandma Betty) went out to work. My mom's brother Ron died of lung cancer when she was in her early thirties. She has been divorced and widowed. She's been through more than a lot of people ever have to go through already. The good news: She's as strong and as lively as ever.
If you talk to anyone who knows her well they'll say that they love her and that she is an amazing person. Even my father, who she is no longer married to her never utters a rude thing about her. You might be thinking that he just doesn't around me, but the woman he's been dating for years will tell you the same thing. It was one of the things she liked about him the most when they first started dating!! My mom will help anyone out who needs it. She is constantly extending her love to people. She has more friends than anyone else I know. I swear it. She can't go into public without seeing someone that she knows.
Today is my mom's birthday. My mom and I didn't always get along...almost my whole life we just had clashing personalities, ok, I was a huge brat. I'll admit it. We loved eachother, but let's just say we fought...A LOT.
Then, I turned 17. and, presto, we were best friends. We still are.
My mom is an AMAZING woman. She has great strength. She reminds me of one of the Rommely women from A Tree Grows in Brooklyn, she could take on any hardship, but she's filled with so much love inside! When she was 12 years old her father died of a heart attack and, being the only daughter, became the woman of the house while her mother (My Grandma Betty) went out to work. My mom's brother Ron died of lung cancer when she was in her early thirties. She has been divorced and widowed. She's been through more than a lot of people ever have to go through already. The good news: She's as strong and as lively as ever.
If you talk to anyone who knows her well they'll say that they love her and that she is an amazing person. Even my father, who she is no longer married to her never utters a rude thing about her. You might be thinking that he just doesn't around me, but the woman he's been dating for years will tell you the same thing. It was one of the things she liked about him the most when they first started dating!! My mom will help anyone out who needs it. She is constantly extending her love to people. She has more friends than anyone else I know. I swear it. She can't go into public without seeing someone that she knows.
The thing that she has influenced me most with is her value of motherhood. I have never been left to want for anything. She has truly given me everything. Even in times when money was tight, I always had what I needed. She ALWAYS made sure I was taken care of. For those of you who don't know, I am an only child (well, except for the many step-siblings I have!). Do you want to know why I am an only child? My mother has what is called a 1, 6 translocation. Briefly, that means that she has a very high chance of misscarriage, stillbirth, and having a child with severe mental disablilites. Did you know that she had 7, yes count them, SEVEN misscarriages before she had me? I always joke that I was definately not an accident baby, as I was five years in the making. She wanted a baby and to be a mother so badly that she went through all of that. I couldn't be more grateful for such a wonderful example. How many people do you know that would have hung on that long and went through all of that pain?
And that is my mother.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAMA!! I LOVE YOU.
3 comments:
Karissa, I do remember you. You are so sweet, thanks for the comment. What a great daughter you are, I am sure your mom is so proud of you. I don't mind the blog stalking thing....I do it every once in awhile too! I hope you don't mind, I am going to add you to my list of friends.
yeah of course, it's bhink1020@hotmail.com
Ah...I'm way late, but Happy Birthday Cindy. You are a lovely woman and made such a wonderful impact on my life at such a young age.
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