Sarah from Pink of Perfection has done it again. Her
monthly project, this month? To tell someone we care about “just how exquisite
they are.” She asks that participants “scrawl it on a college-ruled page or
make a pilgrimage to a stationery shop” in order to let that special person
know just how they have affected your life. So here goes.
Fan Letter… to my mom
That's my mom
First off, this post is waaay overdue. I should have done
it at Mother’s Day. Not because I don’t tell my mom how awesome she is
regularly… but because I haven’t told you people how amazing she is. I know she’ll read this too because she’s supportive like
that.
She has been teacher to me, beyond being a parent, a
friend, a role model, and a mentor. She’s now, and always, an inspiration.
She’s strong, supportive, independent, freakin’ adorable, supportive,
understanding, supportive, loving… did I mention supportive?
I haven’t always made the most parent-approved decisions in
my life, but she’s supported me no matter what I’ve decided to take on. Become
a bartender after she spent thousands of dollars on a college education? Ok
sure. Start a real career and then drop it all to move to New York…
shortly after 9/11… go ahead! Move back a year later with no money? C’mon home!
Accept whomever I was dating at whatever time? Why not? Like I said… my mom
rocks.
One reason she rocks…. Take Mother’s Day for example. Some
moms require jewelry, flowers, champagne and their kids doting on them with
loving, perfect eyes. My mom? Fish n’ chips and a beer at a little pub she
likes by the beach. Seriously.
Cameron’s in Half Moon Bay is a crazy English pub with a
double decker bus parked outside. They’ve got a massive menu but mom always
orders the fish n’ chips. During a fun
lunch where we played 20 questions (the little electronic kind) did she drill
me with inquiries as to when I’m going to have a kid? Nope. “How about we
toddle through town… “ was her only request. Half Moon Bay is a small town.
Once you’ve popped in the shops the only left to do is stop for ice cream. “Okie”.
See… she’s easy that way.
My mom has been through a lot in her life. Family stuff,
career stuff, relationship stuff… all the ‘stuff’ women of her generation had
to figure out how to do… in a new way. She’s always stood on her own two feet.
She’s always cared for others before herself. She’s always been there when her
family needed her. And she’s also promised never to make meatloaf or tuna
casserole ever again.
Through everything, she's kept her sense of humor and her own sense of self. My mom.... well she's amazing and I love her.
Erin