A Tribute to My Mama
If you’ve met my mother your life has been truly blessed. She is the most selfless person I have yet to meet. God and the people she loves come first. She is always helping someone. She helps me weekly in many ways, but most importantly by loving on my son one day a week while I’m at work. She also watches my niece and nephew at least one day a week. AND, it’s not unlikely to hear about her helping someone paint, visiting someone in the hospital, or even bringing a neighborhood kid pants when they fall in the mud at school. Growing up, the doors to our house were always open. I can remember an entire neighborhood of kids playing in our pool and waking up to a handful of my brothers’ teenage friends crashed out in our living room.
Amidst the houseful, she was able to get my oldest brother to wrestling, my other brother to guitar practice, and spent hours with me at the barn. My mother has a healthy fear of horses, but was always there for me. She once found herself involved in a horse-bathing accident and took a lead rope clip to the face, receiving a nasty bruise… she was right back at the barn the next week.
My mother taught me determination and relentlessness. We both weigh-in right at 100 pounds, but we’ve moved countless hay bales on our own and once resorted to using a wheeling office chair to move a massive TV. She knew we could do these things on our own, we just needed to be resourceful.
While she always supported my love for all things country, she instilled in me a great amount of etiquette, both personal and business. She has shown me how to be graceful even when dealing with adversity.
Most importantly, my mother has been a model of how to be a good wife and mother. When our family needed her working, she worked hard. When our family needed her home, she lovingly provided for us. It is all of the things I’ve talked about, plus so much more, that makes my mom the mother I’m proud to call mine. I love you, Mama!
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