My thoughts of my mom

So a few months back my mom had a little bit of a breast cancer scare. The night I found out, I could not sleep. I stayed up writing down my thoughts of my mom. I was scared something would happen to her. She had a very powerful blessing that we believe healed her that night and nothing else came of it. I was thinking of my post for my moms birthday and thought i would copy these thoughts down. So my mom would know what she means to me!!

My thoughts


Tonight has been a rough night for me. Tonight my mom called to tell me the mammogram she had done, came back with something to concern the docs. She didn’t have many details. But let me know they would be doing more testing. She was so cute she kept it to herself because she didn’t want us to worry. She called during the one show I watch each week and I was in the middle of dinner. Once she told me none of that other stuff mattered. She said I will let you get back to your show. I said I am not worried about my show. I wanted her to tell me she was just teasing me like usual. Her voice shook as she told me, I don’t recall the last time I heard my mom talk that I could hear how scared she was.. She apalogized for being so quiet lately, I teased her that I just thought she didn’t like me anymore. I love my mom more than words can say. I have admired her my whole life. I have always been so proud to call her my mother. Her confession of illness left my heart heavy, I think I cried the rest of the night, worrying….

Than the thoughts of me and my moms joke for as long as I can remember, that she was preparing funeral material, when ever she did something silly. Like stop in the middle of a run to pick up a penny or carry a newspaper the whole way. Because it was extra, she declared always that she was only giving me funeral material.

My mom is amazing she strong, you will never meet another person who is as humble as my mom. As I get older I remind others a lot of my mom. To me I take this as a absolute compliment. MY mom has been a server for a lot of years. It may have been in a restaurant, but it should be enough service to get her into heaven. Just kidding. She had this amazing talent of giving each of her customers a total experience, She would approach the table, introduce herself, ask how they were doing and when the question was returned she would say, Just happy to be here!!! They always smiled. Even though little did they know she had her own problems her own worries, her own bad days. But when you were there and in her section she was happy to see you and happy to take care of you. She took a lot of pride in her work and so often when us kids were asked, Where did you get such a great work ethic. We would reply from our mom. We grew up watching her work hard, She worked hard at work and then worked hard at home. Mom had an amazing talent of making something out of nothing. I swear you would look in the fridge look in the cupboard and there was nothing. Dinner time would come and it was a feast. She always made wonderful homemade meals made from scratch. My whole childhood I remember her in the kitchen working so hard to make us nice meals. She suffered she suffered bad from SUPERWOMAN syndrome. Its an actual syndrome I looked it up , Always doing good. That simple three-word motto could be used as an advertising slogan for many women. Do you ever feel as though you’re always doing good—always fixing a meal, or cleaning a house, or volunteering on a committee, or listening to a friend, or washing or organizing or scrubbing?

There are many ways to be a do-gooder. Most of us have filled at least one of these roles.

Superwoman. She can balance housekeeping, motherhood, and a busy career without batting a perfectly made-up eyelash. She’s juggling so many tasks in the air that you wonder what will happen when they all come crashing down.

Selfless Saint. She has given up her life in the service of another—perhaps an ailing parent, a disabled child, a dysfunctional husband, a demanding boss. She seems to have no life of her own—no time to care for her own needs, no hobbies or interests of her own. When you ask her how she’s doing, she smiles a sad little smile and says, “Oh, I mustn’t complain.”

Busybody. Often a stay-at-home homemaker or a retired woman, she pours her hours and energy into serving the church, running the food bank, helping the less fortunate. She can be a little bossy and officious Of these three types of do-gooders—and there are many others—the woman described in Acts 9 seems to at times, but nobody has the heart to tell her that, because everyone relies on the work she does.


She did it all when I married nick her had to teach me how to do laundry. Because mom never let us touch the Washer and Dryer. You never can really appreciate it till you enter the real world. When I married Nick alls I wanted to do is go back to my mom. No offence nick and I probably would of If she would of let me. She was so amazingly supportive to me. She was the one person I could talk to about my problems and know that at one point she wouldn’t use that info against me or would she judge. She was always there for me. Sometimes I think I called her ten times a day and I probably would have called her more if I didn’t think dad would kick my butt. I was so blessed to spend the mornings with my mom. She was my mornings, brady’s too. From the time he was in my belly listening to us jabber for an hour. Than we would enjoy a nice fiber breakfast. We started out walking , than I started running a little , than I started running a little and than after a lot of convincing mom started running a little. She said she couldn’t run, she refused to even try. But once she started she fell in love.. She ran close 3-4 miles a day pretty faithfully. I loved those times together. Than Brady was born and he went through rain, sunshine, snow and whatever else the weather dished out. Most years we only missed 2 days due to too much snow. We were fully commited. Later on the babies outnumbered us and slowly quit going together. It was a bummer because she was my morning. My mom was so humble she rarely bought herself anything. Her wish list for bdays and stuff consisted of dish towels, bathroom rugs, sheets, one black , one white shirt. Not because they couldn’t afford to buy these things. She was the only woman I knew that truly hated shopping. She would rather save the money or pay a bill. She loved paying bill s too. I know weird. She loved to make her little list with boxes to the side of each bill to be filled in when payed. Mom was very responsible and never took her commitments lightly. She hated when us kids didn’t follow thru with our obligations. Sometimes we would catch her taking care of one of there obligations because it would make her to crazy to know that. She was strong she rarely complained. She would say take a Tylenol or Crosby up!! She loved animals Horses, dogs, cats, rooster , duck, goat . she always had an adventureous pack. They were good company to them. Nothing like seeing mom out drinking some cocoa with her pet duck on her lap… Mom always amazed me. She was my strength when I felt week, She boosted me up when I was low and always asked me how I wanted my crow. When I was wrong. By the way she liked her medium rare. Never complained about eatin it and always humbly announced that will be medium rare for me, To my mom, my best friend, my hero. You are going to beat this if it something that’s going to try and take you down. You are strong and your adventure is not done yet. Your smiles are needed daily and your love we all need it. She is like our families light house in the storms. She is always going to be there standing strongly and shining so brightly. Guiding us to be where we need to be together. To the best mom in the world I love you tons!!!!

Happy Birthday Mom!!

This is late, I know you are not suprised, I am often late. My mom celebrated her 51st birthday on saturday, lookin fabulous as ever. We surprised her in the mornin with pedicures. It was her very first and I think she enjoyed it. We love our mom so much and we are grateful for all her sacrifices and not only beng a great mom. But always being a best friend, love you mom. Hope your day was Great!!!!