Tomorrow is Thanksgiving. I have so much to be thankful for that I won’t list everything here, you all would be bored to tears. God has blessed me in so many ways.
Instead I’ll just list the highlights.
Every “I am thankful for” list I’ve ever scribbled begins with my wonderful family. After all, my life would not be the same without them. I have been blessed, and am thankful for, the family I was born into, the one I married into, and most especially the one my husband and I built together.
And this year I am extra thankful for my mother.
All it took was a single “what if” moment, one thought of “what if my mother wasn’t around?” and I instantly remembered what she means to me.
During my childhood my friends would cower as my mother approached, fear oozing from their pores and every transgression evident on their faces. Their eyes wide with fright, they waited, breathless, only capable of responding to my mom’s friendly questions with simple, monosyllabic answers.
The funny thing was, my mother had never raised her voice nor said a cross word to a single one them, and she was not likely to. It was not her way.
Still, their fear was not unfounded. My mom, though small in stature, is a powerhouse radiating massive rays of strength.
Maybe it is that backbone of steel, or the perfectly tuned moral compass.
Any way around I am thankful for her. She is the foundation on which my life began. She is a solid rock to lean on, a comforting teddy bear to hug, and an encyclopedia of commonsense wisdom.
I am very, very lucky to have my mother.