My Mom

Growing up, I learned that there are times when breakfast for dinner and cake for breakfast are perfectly acceptable meals.

     She taught us flexibility and whimsy.

When we moved, she stayed up all night to unpack the entire house the first day we moved in, so that everything would be in its place and we would have a complete home right away.

     She taught us the importance of home and security.

I learned that just when you think  your mom is uncool (because you are a teenager), she will surprise you and do a little trespassing so you can visit the set of your favorite teen show (90210).

     She taught us that people can surprise you. And the ones that love you will do anything         to see you happy. And sometimes you have to bend the rules (a little!) to have fun.

During one particularly good peach-growing season, I learned that there are about 27 different things you can make with peaches.

     She taught us innovation and creativity.

 I learned that sometimes love isn’t a two-way street. Sometimes you have to stick it out alone on that street and put yourself out there until the other person is willing to come back down the road to you.

     She taught us what it meant to fight for your marriage.

From the time I was young, I knew that I could do whatever I wanted in life, that I had a voice, and that the possibilities were endless.

     She taught us self-worth .

I’ve never feared being alone or having to work hard to get what I want. I know that a bad day, a bad week, or even a bad month doesn’t mean a bad life. And I know what I am capable of, all on my own.

     She taught us to be strong women.

Whether it was milk and cookies after school, a special meal on our birthday, a front-row seat at our sporting events or award ceremonies, a magical Christmas pulled out of the air, or a listening ear, she was there for it.

     She taught us love.