Being : Super Woman - A Mother's Love
Every year we are given one day to celebrate the person who
brought us into this world. If you ask me, we need about 364 more of these
days. With every year that passes, Mother’s Day means so much more to me
because I continue to understand how much my mother has been through and everything
she has done for my family. The purpose of this blog post is to appreciate all
of our mothers, but I especially want to give a shout out to my number one fan
and biggest supporter.
My mom has been my best friend for (almost!) 25 years. I
know it sounds cliché, but for me, there isn’t a truer statement. She knows me
better than anyone and has guided me through the many ups and downs in my life.
I wanted to share a little bit of our story with you all as Mother’s Day comes
around again. So, let’s start from the beginning.
My mom has always had
a full time job of raising me, along with my older brother and sister. From the
day I can remember, she would wake up hours before us, making sure our
breakfast was ready and on the table, along with our vitamins, and our lunches
for school were set to go. My favorite mornings were those where we would get
to have original Cheerios and she would sprinkle just a *little* bit of sugar on top for us to enjoy. (That is until she left the
room and we would add our own personal amount of sugar to the bowl.) She would
drive us to school and send us off with a heart full of joy each morning. It
wasn’t until I was older that she told me how she would pray for her children
and her husband each and every morning, for our safety, well-being, successes,
and more.
As years went on, my
siblings and I found more and more activities that we loved. From basketball to
soccer, cheerleading to dance, and school musicals to running for class
president. Oh, and don’t forget my mom having a front row seat to helping guide
my dad into starting his own business. My family was always being pulled in a
million directions. Without fail, my mom would be present at every single
event, always going above and beyond. As we got older and things got crazier,
it could have been easy for us to get lost in the shuffle. But not with my
parents. No matter what was happening through the week, my parents made sure we
got together every Sunday morning to go to church, followed by plenty of
good laughs and meaningful conversations over a family lunch.
I once heard someone
say, “Life doesn’t come with a manual, it comes with a Mother.” I’m considering
making that my life motto. I have a million stories of when my mom saved the
day or gave me confidence in a moment of weakness, but I’d have to write a book
to tell all of them. When I think about what molded me into the woman I am
today, nearly every story leads back to my mother.
For one, she would
constantly remind me that people’s opinions of me will come and go. They might
be positive or, unfortunately, they might be negative. But the judgement or
opinions that come from strangers, peers, or even family, will never come close
to the endless love and support that God gives me. I’ve spent most of my life
in entertainment, but let’s just say the world of entertainment is one that can
drain you mentally and physically. Time and time again, I’ve received “no” as
an answer, whether it be because I wasn’t good enough, my talents weren’t strong
enough, or any other excuse I would receive. No matter what the criticism was,
my mom was always there to tell me otherwise. She would build my spirits back
up and pray with me for extra strength. One of my favorite things about my
mother (and father too), is that she would never allow me to sit in self-pity
based off of someone else’s opinion. There was never a moment when it was OK
for me to feel sorry for myself, because any sudden change of direction or
closed door in my life was God working his magic. It was Him telling me there
was something better around the corner, and I just couldn’t see it yet. Let me
tell you firsthand, when you allow God to take the driver’s seat in your life,
you become even more grateful for the little things in life. You start to
notice every single thing He is working on and can feel Him paving your path
right in front of you. This is something I was reminded of each and every day
because of my mother, and it is a trait I cannot wait to pass on to my own
children one day.
Since I can
remember, my parents have encouraged me to dream. It is through my dreams that
I learned how powerful the love for a child can be. The sacrifices made as
parents can be life-altering and I will forever be grateful for the
sacrifices my mother made for me. To put it quite bluntly, she up-rooted her
entire life in St. Louis and moved to Los Angeles with me right before my 15th
birthday… WHAT?! This is still mind-blowing to me. I cannot fathom what must
have been going through my parent’s head when they chose to do long distance
with each other, move their youngest halfway across the country, and still, to
this day, support her every step of the way.
Every time I tell
this story, it makes me emotional. As a 15-year-old, I didn’t understand what
this truly meant for my family. It changed everyone’s life and it was all
because I had a dream that I felt God was calling me to. I promise I will share
our moving story and how it all came to be in another blog post. For this one,
I just have to say how cool it is to have your mom as a roommate. The first
summer we lived in LA, we had a studio apartment where we would jam out to the Jonas
Brothers on the daily, we experienced our first California earthquake together,
and explored a city that was brand new to the both of us. Most importantly
though, my mom helped me navigate through an industry that went way over my
head. She learned the ins and outs and kept me safe through each new
experience, while also keeping me entertained through a few years of online
classes. Our Los Angeles experience was absolutely amazing. And even though my
parents have been back in St. Louis for a few years now, I still ask for my
mom’s advice, opinions, and guidance nearly every day.
At this point in my
life, I am still learning and realizing how important being a mother is. I feel
like it is the hardest job a person can hold. Every hour of the day and every
day of the week, you are able to impact your child’s life, helping teach them
what is truly important, and give them the life skills needed to make it on
their own and one day raise a family of their own. Essentially, my mom is my
personal super woman. If you ask me what one of my biggest goals in life is, I
will say that I hope to be as great of a mother as my mom was to me and my
siblings. My big sister is succeeding perfectly and I can’t wait to follow in
her footsteps.
I will never truly
understand the sacrifices made when you become a mother until God blesses me
with one of my own. But in the meantime, I will soak up every second I can,
learning from my own mother, taking notes along the way, and praying every
single day that I will be able to conquer this job as effortlessly and
gracefully as mine did.
Thank you, mom. For
loving me endlessly and supporting me through all of my dreams, no matter how
crazy it may be. Happy Mother’s Day.
“Her children arise and call her
blessed; her husband also,
and he praises her: “Many women do noble things, but you surpass them all.”
Proverbs 31:28-29
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