My mom

I love my mom. There are alot of reasons why I am posting this blog, but I just felt it was important to share this tonight. She has always been my security as the world and it's storms raged. Mom would be there, she would be the same. I learned to put my trust in God years ago, and I have a lot of trust in my husband as well....but there's still that special place for Mom. She loved us *and still does* with a ferocity unlike anything I have ever seen. She has taken a lot of criticism (much like how I am sometimes criticized for the way I mother Hannah) for how fiercely and protectively she cared for us, but she never stopped. Her love for us has been unyielding...no matter what we have said, what we have done.

She was the one who taught me about unconditional love. She will tell you that she hasn't been a very good mother, but I can tell you this-I never wondered if she loved me....NEVER. I never wondered if I had a place in her home, I never wondered if she was glad that I was born. She has celebrated my life, each and every day. And she has inspired me to be that strong, loving, ROCK of a woman for my daughter. So, Mom-tonight I am thankful for you. How you love me, how you care for me, how you pray for me. How you love my daughter and take care of her just the way you always took care of me....and you still do. Thank you.