I was going to write about what it means to be a mom. I truly believe it's why I am here. I have my ups and downs but I love being a mom and can't imagine life without my two little babies. But I decided to write about what my mom means to me.
Lately, a lot of acquaintances of my mom have told me that I look a lot like her. "Oh, you must be Martha's daughter. You look just like her." or "I can tell you are Martha's daughter. You have her smile." All of these comments are so strange to me because I have never thought I looked like her. I am brunette and freckly and have small eyes. My mom is blonde, with creamy skin and big eyes. She looks like a 1950's movie star. and well, I am more of a Peppermint Patty. She is just plain beautiful. Really, she is. I don't mean to say I am ugly. I think I am pretty darn cute. But there is a difference between cute and beautiful you know. and that's not her only strength. She's a go getter, a doer, a personality to be reckoned with. She's a great mom and a great wife and a great grandmother. It's not to say that she doesn't have her moments. She's kind of neurotic and definitely will get what she wants when she wants it no matter how but she is the best mom I know. Really, I wouldn't trade her for the world. Having a mom like mine... I thank God everyday for her. Because if you had Martha for a mom you would be one lucky girl, like me.
Happy Mother's Day, Mom!