Mother's Day 2014

Every individual has a mother.  This fact cannot be negotiated or changed.  She carried us, bore us, bled for us, fed us, changed us, taught us, lead us, nursed us back to health, and countless other duties and chores that maintained us until we became adults.

My mother raised ten children, buried two, and even had a miscarriage.  She loved the title and honored the opportunity to be a mother.  She was Salutatorian of her high school class, and was one of the best business people I have ever met.  She would have been a wonderful addition to the Junior League, or could have been one of the best merchants that ever lived.

She chose to be a Mom.  She told me in her declining days it was a greater challenge than any of those other things could have been.  Her ten children earned 13 more degrees than she and her husband had.  Neither attended college.  She loved being called Grandma even more.  She felt for the women she saw raising children, keeping house and working real jobs outside that home.  She felt they missed great things.

My wife has carried on well.  She has two children that are as challenging as she and her husband were.  The double dose of stubborn our children got made it even tougher.  She does it while honoring God, being a wife, and living with her husband.  She supports her children in things she would have never done.  She supports her husband who is a coach.  Sometimes that description leaves you a single parent, and she does it willingly and lovingly.

She frustrates me, challenges me, and ,occasionally, brings total sense.  I have been blessed by God with her, and I hope I bless her sometimes.  She never voices regret, because she could be capable of more.  She's content where she is.  Maybe she knows to bloom where God planted you.  Like the stuff around the house, work, and the ballpark, she just does it.  Nike can't be anywhere near that good.

Nah...i'm not off base on this one.