going wherever my red shoes take me.

Thursday, May 7, 2009

hallelujah I love her so.


Instead of waxing philosophical on how I'm done with college and all the good times I'll miss, I want to talk about my #1. My momma. Mother's Day is the day after I graduate college and I think it would be a shame if I did not acknowledge it at all. Because without my momma, I would not be here.

Everyone thinks their mom is the greatest. But I have to tell you, my mom really is. When I was 11 years old and diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes, who came and slept in my bed every night while I cried myself to sleep? My momma.

And who was it, who got up early than everyone else to figure out how to count carbs and measure things in the morning so I would not have to? My momma.

Who calls once a week to just talk and tell me she loves me? My momma.

Who tells the latest and greatest Laffy Taffy jokes? My momma.

Who is unbelievably proud of me, whether I'm making the Dean's Honor roll or making my bed? My momma.

But most importantly, my mom taught me what it is to be a fighter. What it means to be scared, but to stick something out anyway. When I was 15 years old, my mom was diagnosed with Stage 2 breast cancer. It was so scary. Those words do not even do it justice. Even now, when I think about that, I get afraid. I get scared that the person I love most, my cheerleader,one of my best friends, could have been taken away. Forever.

To me, my parents are invincible. I'm the one that is supposed to get sick and my mom is supposed to be the one to take care of me. But, my mom was sick. And there was nothing I could do. It was heart wrenching. It was so hard to watch her get sick, lose her hair and become frail. But, she has been cancer free for over 6 years, and she rose above it all. She came back and it made me value her and love her deeply. And I'm so proud to be her daughter. Because she values life. She does not waste a moment. She loves her family and makes sure that we know it everyday.

When my mom walks into a room, people notice. Her heart loves people so well. And her energy is so contagious. I hope, someday, my children will love me the way my siblings and I love her. She points me to men and women who love Jesus and follow Him wholeheartedly. She wants me to see what an example they are and to follow their lead. But, all this time while she tells me of the tremendous faith of other people who I should be like, the one person I think has the greatest faith and I want to be like is her.

So here's to my momma. The best thing that ever came out of Texas.

You're the most pretty lady in the world

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