Some kids want to be astronauts others want to be movie stars, and while exploring space seemed pretty cool and who doesn't want to be rich and famous, I always just wanted to be my mom. My mom wasn't the "cool" mom who let us stay up all night, she wasn't the mom who spoiled her kids her rotten and she definitely wasn't the mom who let us do whatever we wanted, she was so much better than that.
My mom was the mom who picked us up from school everyday, asked how our day was and was genuinely interested to find out. My mom was the mom who made every birthday extremely special. From carnivals to tea party's, each one was special in its own way. My mom was the mom who went all out for each and every Holiday. To this day Christmas is my favorite time of year, not for the gifts, but for time spent with family and looking at my mother's beautiful Christmas decorations. Her home is truly enchanted this time of year. My mom was the mom who made us lunches until we graduated high school, even when we told her we no longer at a school. My mom was the mom who came to every sporting event, sat on the booster club, kept the score at baseball games and worked at the snack shack. My mom was the mom who was apart of every aspect of our lives, from our first skinned knee to our first crush, she knew everything about us.
My mom was the mom who kissed boo boos, wiped snotty noses, held cold rags to warm foreheads, wiped tears, play boardgames, made crafts, sang to us, danced with us, encouraged us to reach for the stars, made us feel safe, pushed us to get outside our comfort zone, worked hard, played harder, and loved us for who we are.
Oh how blessed I am to have a mother like mine and how blessed Bell is to have her as a grandmother. If I can be half the mom for Bellamie that my mom was for me, she will be one lucky girl. I can only hope I become the mom that Bellamie hopes to be one day when she grows up.
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