In honor of Mother's Day, I'm going to dedicate my blog to the best one ever...MY mom. I know everyone thinks their mom is the best, but I'm pretty persuasive, and I bet I could convince many non-believers, that she wins. (Even if they only agree just to shut me up.) Instead of just talking the talk...I'm gonna give you some examples and let you decide for yourself.
Example #1 - My 8th grade birthday party, where she was given the name Psycho Mom. (Sorry MOM!!!) Everyone was having dance parties, etc, so mom understood that mine had to be the coolest. We rented out an old Farmhouse, had a DJ, plenty of food and a ton of fun. The party I think was supposed to have like 50 guests or so, but word got out, and neighboring school people started showing up too. I think at one point there was over 100 kids there, with just a few parents to chaperone. I don't remember a lot of it (because the trauma has blocked it out) but what I do remember...is the music SCREECHING to a halt, my mother standing on a chair, and her threatening to "shut this party down" if we all didn't get ourselves under control. Not one of my mother's finest moments, but famous nonetheless. And one that showed how much she cared.
Let's move onto high school. I was involved in everything. And when I say everything, I mean everything. And mom was there for all of it! Raising money for the dance team, helping prepare me for Indiana's Jr. Miss, and most of all making sure I always had the BEST costumes for all of my 10,000 plays. Now this was right after Dad died, so I was a 1st class jerk a lot of the time, but she didn't let that phase her. She loved me and wanted to show it!!
College is where we got really close. Kind of ironic since we now lived 15 hours apart from each other; but I guess as some people say, absence makes the heart grow fonder. No crazy stories here (that I can remember), apart from them moving to Florida the same day I moved into the dorms and forgetting to give me an address OR a phone number. (AND YES this really happened). But here is where I really started to figure myself out, and began to see all of the determination and hard work that my mom instilled in me flourishing.
Over the past year, I don't even know how to explain my relationship with my mom. Incredible, ultimate admiration, unconditional love, all of those come to mind, I mean...what other mother, would hop in a car, drive 16 hours in the middle of the night, and pick me up in Nashville, just to make sure I was happy and alright? What other mother let's her 29 year old daughter invade their house for 2 months, and seems genuinely happy about it? And what other mother, would raise money and everything else possible for someone who at one-time hurt her daughter all because she knows they are in need and it would really make me happy? My mother would do that. And I'm sure so many others would too...but I've got 1st hand experience with Yvonne Lamb, and I love it.
Where I am going with all of this, is to show just HOW much of a loving mother mine is. She would do anything and everything for me (and my brother) because we are her children. And she loves us. I've begun to notice all of the similarities between us, and the more I look for them, the more I see. Our pride in what we do for a living, our high-pitched laugh when we get nervous, our tendency to get REALLY stressed out when we can't figure out where we are driving, our loyalty to those we care about, and sooo many other things. One similarity I haven't gotten to see yet, (and I'm NOT ready to find out) is our parenting skills. (Sorry mom,,,no grandkids just yet). What I do know...is that I sure hope they are the most similar of all. Psycho Mom included.
I love you Mom!!!!
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