I have an amazing mother, one who has always believed in me, always supported me, always told me I could be who I wanted to be. She didn’t just mouth the words, though; she lived them. She went back to school to get a degree in journalism. For part of her degree, she had to take a foreign language, and I treasure the memories of getting up early to help her with her flash cards. She went back to school again when I went to college, and it was lots of fun commuting with her and even taking a class together.
Today is not just Mother’s Day; it’s also her birthday (29 again!).
She’s still here, still supporting me, even though I live far, far away now. I can only hope I’m as good a mom to my kids as she still is to me.
I love you, Mom.