I know that Mother’s Day was yesterday, but I’m celebrating it a little late this year, since I don’t live near my mom. Besides, moms are special everyday, not just a specific day in May, right?
I have had lots of close friends have babies over the last year, so Mother’s Day is special and exciting this year. As I’ve made my rounds and held the little babies, I can’t help but think about my relationship with my mom and what we’ve been through over the years. I’ve always had a special bond with my mom and it literally started at birth. I was six weeks early and due to complications, had it not been for an emergency C-Section, I would not be alive today. If being a preemie wasn’t enough, I had problems with my feet (I was born with a mild form of club foot, which required surgery to fix), but she never gave up on me. She was always there, at times literally holding my hand, to reassure me and give me strength. And to make me laugh and smile.
My mom always encouraged me to go down my own path, whatever it might be. She got her degree in chemistry when there weren’t a lot of women pursuing that degree, and she married a Japanese man (she came from English/Czech stock, growing up on a farm in the midwest) when it was not completely acceptable to do so. I’ve asked my mom many times how she felt about being so socially forward and open minded, but, she never saw her marriage to my dad as some kind of statement. It simply was. She married the man she loved, pure and simple. Although I’m not married, she’s never put pressure on me to find a husband and have kids. She’s always been proud of me that I was strong enough to be myself and not settle for something that wouldn’t make me happy in the long run.
Mom came from a family of eight children, so she instilled in my siblings and I a great sense of family and the importance of those ties. Whenever our family gets together, there’s always plenty of food and conversation to go around…and lots of laughter (if you haven’t noticed already, laughter is a big deal to me). Time around the table was time to chat, tell stories, make announcements and of course eat. When I go home to visit now, it’s very much like when I grew up; we all end up around the table at some point, chatting with each other. I’m a proud Auntie now, so there’s a bunch of kids running around, but that feeling of love and support isn’t different from when I was younger.
Although my mom and I have very different views on fashion, she taught me at a very young age that I can wear any color I want, it just has to be the right hue; that it’s important to moisturize and wear sunscreen; that laughing keeps you young; and there are classic cuts of clothing that will always look good, so always look for them (we agree to disagree on heel height, however).
As with all mother-daughter bonds, my mom and I haven’t always seen eye to eye, but, as I have matured into an adult, I’ve realized more and more how much she was there to guide me in her own way and impart her motherly wisdom on me and how her support has helped make me the woman I am today.
I love you, Mom and thank you for all the gifts you’ve given me as your daughter.
Happy Mother’s Day!
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