my mom.

Happy Late Christmas everyone! I hope it was joyful and lovely and all that you hoped for. I’m sad that the holidays are over, but glad to have had such a wonderful time with my family. I just love them so.

And speaking of family, I feel the need to tell you just how incredible my mom is. I know, I know, we all think of our mothers this way—and as we should—moms are pretty amazing! I’ve always known my mom is the sweetest, most caring person I’ve ever known, but this just about brought me to tears…

Like many churches, my church that I grew up in had a food basket delivery program during the holidays for less fortunate individuals/families. When I was 8 years old or so, my family delivered a basket to a middle to older-aged woman named Vicky. She was so sweet and so grateful and I remember my mom staying connected with her via phone calls, cards, etc. for many years to come, but never thought much of it after a few years. Well, the other night just before Christmas, I was looking through all the Christmas cards my parents had received and being shocked at how much some people have grown up over the years. And then I came across a card that read “Thank you so much for the present and card...Merry Christmas, etc...Love, Vicky.” I asked my mom if this happened to be the same Vicky from the food baskets, thinking that surely they had lost touch by now.

Wrong.

17 years and two moves later, my mother still keeps up with Vicky and has become a true friend of hers. I was in awe. My sweet mother has not only kept up with her but has still been sending her gifts. My mom’s response…”I’ve learned a lot from her…she’s so inspiring.” My mom says that poor Vicky has so many health problems from working hard labor jobs and is with hardly any money at all…and yet she never complains about anything, but is instead so grateful for all that she has. Now I'm inspired.

I can’t believe how lucky I am to have that woman as my mother.