Not many people are lucky enough to consider their parents among their friends. I am proud to say that I am one of those people.
My mom’s accomplishments could fill a book, rather than a blog post, but in the words of Ron Burgundy, I don’t have a book. I have a blog. So let me tell you a bit about my mom.
What do you need to know about her?
She is shy and private, and does not read my blog so it is unlikely she will learn what I write here.
Just kidding. She reads it.
My mom is really nice. She is kind. And compassionate. One of her most notable characteristics is her wisdom. Her wise counsel has saved marriages, heartache, friendships, and more than once, a life.
From the time she was a little girl, she battled poverty, low self-esteem, and at times an oppressively dark, religious upbringing, gender violence and then later in life, depression and thyroid cancer.
Through all that, she has managed to start two small businesses, teach herself how to use technology better than her Millennial Generation daughters, complete her undergrad while raising teenagers, complete her Masters degree in Divinity, learn two extra languages and routinely manages to be the smartest person in a room.
She is on the leading edge of a theological breakthrough. You heard it here first. She is a teacher, an artist, a perfectionist and an academic.
She is a deep pool of still water.
She is an old soul, with a young heart.
She is passionate about equality, Jesus and a good red wine, God bless ‘er.
Mom – this is your birthday, and I am heartbroken that I’m not there with you. I love you so much and am unspeakably proud of you. I hope this is a year of joy, and magic and change for you.
With all my love,