Thankful Thought No. 002

A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials heavy and sudden, fall upon us; 

when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine desert us; 

when trouble thickens around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts.  

-Washington Irving

There is no woman on earth I admire more than I do my Mom. :) I guess us kids are biased that way towards our Mothers. They are like real-life guardian angels, who force themselves to learn how to work technology just to get to us and will quit  their jobs to help us take care of our kids... [i am talking about my hypothetical kids right now. lol] and who will give up being in the comfort of her own home just to be close by.  That is my MOM. She is all that and tons more. 

Sometimes, I don't think I say "thank you" enough to her. She always says her children are a God-send. But really, it is the other way around. I don't know what would've become of me and the rest of my brood had we been given another mother... If I didn't have a Mom who fought with me when we went clothes shopping, or boyfriend picking, God only knows where I'd be right now. Yes, my Mom got involved in EVERY SINGLE THING in our lives, especially mine. She was nosy, bossy, sometimes played villain and prayed every day that the boy I like so much would disappear from the face of the earth.  Thank Heavens she did!!!

Even if we fought almost every day while I was growing up, she never stopped loving me. Worse, she loved me even more that she went to the extent of going through my stuff-- i.e. my journal, my books, everything. But still I am glad she did. I used to hate her for doing that but had she not, I don't know if I would be alive right now to write about how evil my Mother used to be. She addressed the problems right as they came and you know what, every issue was resolved before bad things happened. And here I am a testimony of my Mom's resilience and wisdom and successful nosy-ness. She fought through all my evil teenage, growing up years and never did give up for one minute. I brought the woman to tears a million and one times and I have never been so regretful of anything than making my Mom cry because I was young and stupid. 

I am pretty sure she was so relieved to see us all march out of high school and even more when we marched out of college... and when we all started marching out of her house too. LOL 

It was a struggle convincing her that I will be okay when I left home to fly across a giant ocean to be on the other side of the world to be with John. She was funny at the civil registrar's office when we were getting marriage permits, etc. She kept saying to me, "this is no joke... You better know what you are doing is un-breakable and unchangeable, when you do this, it is over." She was more of a nervous wreck than I was. She never felt "okay" about things until five years later. She's still a nervous wreck now, but this time, she has David [my sister's hubby] and John in her mind too and the rest of the fam back home.

the sugar lump riding the kitchenaid like a horse is my nephew Xavier.
My mom is playing granny and Xavier's personal chef at their home in Texas. 

There's one thing I will tell you, everything that this woman touches turns into tasty baked goods! You can trust me on this, I grew up watching her do this trick!!! :) 

Thank you for everything Mom. :) I love you!