Tomorrow’s my 50th birthday. I knew it would come quickly.
I wouldn’t be celebrating any birthday without my mom and dad. There aren’t words to express the love and gratitude I have for my parents.
My dad was one of my favorite people. He was gentle and kind. Dad was generous, open-minded, caring and fun. He was creative and inventive, he knew everything (or so it seemed) and knew everyone. He always made time for others. People loved my dad. He created a comfort and ease in his presence that made others enjoy his company. He was a beautiful person. I would not be who I am without his influence in my life and there isn’t a day I don’t miss him and wish I’d had more time with him.
My mom is an amazing human. I couldn’t have asked for a better person to lead me in this life journey. My mom loves deeply and strives to make everyone around her feel special. She is generous, loving, open-minded, caring and fun. (No wonder her and my dad loved each other so much). She is creative and hard-working, she is always willing to help us out, no matter what is going on. My mom is the bravest person I know, has endured so much loss in her life and continues to be positive and live her best life. She is a beautiful person and I am who I am largely because of her.
I grew up in a house full of love. As a farm family, we spent our days together, worked together, helped each other out. I always knew I was loved. I know my parents did their best – they were young parents, kids raising kids – but I think they did a pretty good job.
We had lots of laughs, our share of tears, family and friends, hard work, play, learning, and growing together.
When my sister and I moved away, we still loved going home and taking friends with us. Saturday and Sunday mornings disappeared around the table drinking coffee and Bailey’s – solving world problems, sharing our lives, spending time together.
I always know my mom is there for me. I talk to her everyday. I appreciate her wisdom and her good nature. She supported me when my oldest had health issues and we sought a different path, she came on board when I decided to homeschool before homeschooling was popular, and she supports my youngest in his love of gaming. (Who says you can’t teach an old dog new tricks – sorry mom).
I love my parents. I know I am blessed. Thanks Mom and Dad for making me the person I am and for always being there for me. There will never be words to adequately express how grateful I am and how much I love you both. ❤