Mom’s Day

OK, so I haven’t posted in a while. I don’t know if it’s because I have been busy or working too much. It could be because I haven’t found a good topic or I have writer’s block. It’s probably just that I have been too lazy. That might fit my character more. But this morning on my way home from work, I was listening to stories on the radio about how their Mother’s had influenced their lives or done something spectacular in a time of need.

I don’t know if it was the long stretch of days or the caffeine I had consumed over the long night, but I was moved by these people’s stories. I work in a place where you rarely see too many good Mothers. Oh there are the exceptions, Mother’s trying to get their adult son or daughter some help, but mostly it’s Mother’s who have neglected their kids and are bringing them in for us to fix them. Now, I will not go much further on this tact, lest I start sounding like my buddy David’s rant…….er…..blog.

Anyway, I heard several stories about Mothers taking over as coach of a Little League baseball team after her husband the coach had passed away. There was one from the Radio host himself that told the story of him being invited to visit the campus at ESPN because he had written letters about wanting to be a broadcaster when he grew up. His father had been scheduled to take him but passed away suddenly weeks before they were to go. His visit got cancelled, but a month or so later his Mother, who had never driven more than a few miles from home in her life, drove him from Philadelphia to Connecticut so that he could have his visit, and this only a few months after her husband died. By the way, he was hired by ESPN when he finished school.

Everyone remembers the stories that former President Clinton told about his Mother’s raising him on her own. I read where there is an epidemic of single Mothers raising their children on their own and often without child support from the Father. I never really knew my bio-dad, and I remember faintly living with my Mother when she was raising me on her own. Lucky for us she found and married a good man, whom I proud to call my Father (but that’s another day).

Those of you who know, I have two grown daughters. My oldest just had their second child and my youngest just had their first. (They both told me the good news about them both being pregnant and due about the same time on Father’s Day last year)They are both wonderful Mother’s already and I am so proud of them both. I look forward to watching them go through the process of raising a children. It’s not easy, but I have the utmost faith that they will both get it right. So here’s wishing them both a wonderful Mother’s Day. I love you girls!!! 

Like many of us out there, I have a good Mother. Oh, we had our struggles from time to time, but she always wanted what was best for me and I always wanted to please her. We both succeeded more times than not. We never have been the kind to voice our love, but there has always been an unspoken feeling that we both love, respect, and care for each other. I just wanted to take a few minutes out of my day and tell my Mother, that I love her and I wish I could be there today to share in her special day.
I LOVE YOU MOM!!!! Thanks for all you have done and still do for me.

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