One of the really awesome parts of being home this month is that I get to hang out with my mom on Mother’s Day. We are going up to Muir Woods in the morning for a hike and then my dad and I are making dinner and desert. I also helped get her a few gifts which is better than I’ve done in the past two years of being in Chicago. Whoops.
My mom is pretty rad. She done good with my sister and me, and while I didn’t always agree with her, I’m glad she’s mine. She taught me about life, faith, and myself in ways that I didn’t even notice until after the fact, and for that I am grateful.
With all the moving my family did while I was growing up it couldn’t have been easy, by my mom always was able to figure it out. Chalk drawings in front of our high rise? Sounds good. Destination toy store? Okay. Scouring the city for every Oz book we could find? Yes.
To all the mothers and moms-to-be out there, and especially to mine: Happy Mother’s Day.