To put it into one word, my mom is incredible. She teaches me so much every day. Not only through her words of advice, but simply, her actions. In fact, we could all learn a little from this woman. Ever since I can remember, she's stressed hard work to us. Of course when I was little, I didn't like those words very much. But now I see just how important it is, and that it goes way beyond cleaning my bedroom. Because you won't get anywhere in life with laziness. I've also come to realize that she, and my dad, have been training us. Which I now thank them for. Cause, when I'm married with a family and our own home, I'm not going to need to learn how to do laundry. Or cook. That of which I know my husband will also thank her for.
When I was younger, probably ever since I could talk, I would always say "but that's not fair!" to which my mom would reply with, "well, life's not fair." I got so mad at her for that. Every time, I just wanted to throw myself on the floor (I probably did) when I heard her say those words. But once again, I am now thanking her for it. I often find myself in situations where I would much like to throw myself on the floor like a 3 year old and cry because "it just isn't fair". That's when I remember my mom. Life. Isn't. Fair. And even though it doesn't seem like a very comforting truth, it does for some reason help. Maybe it just reminds my selfish being that I'm not suppose to have the perfect life. At least not here on earth.
Every single day, I stand in awe of the patience and forgiveness she has. No matter how many pointless questions are asked through out the day, or how many cracker crumbs she vacuums, or repulsive (yes, repulsive. If you have a former Ukrainian living with you, you know what I'm talking about) diapers she changes, she STILL gets up in the morning to do it all over again. I guess it comes with being a mother, but I don't know. She seems to be pretty darn good at it. I really hope I take on that trait with my kids someday. Speaking of my kids, I know without a shadow of doubt that she will be an amazing grandmother! And that to me, even right now, means a lot.
She's also crazy beautiful. Which I secretly envy sometimes. But then, I remember that she's my mom, so I will most likely grow up looking at least somewhat like her. That's a nice thought.
She is always, always there for whomever may need her. She never leaves any of our family members hanging, and leads a great role of loyalty in her friendships. She teaches me to do these things as well. To put others before ourselves. Selflessness is another key word I would use to describe her. She has taught me that it is way better to give than to receive. That's a gift that I could never repay her for.
Happy birthday, Malinda Jean House. We love you mom!!
