I know everyone thinks their mom makes the best potato salad
in the world, but mine actually does. It’s
been clinically proven. On a more important note, she raises strong, empowered,
free thinking women, because she is one too.
In a world where a pretty face and thin body can skew priorities, she
taught me what really matters.
She told me I was beautiful through my awkward years. She encouraged me to participate in
activities where I would be valued for my creativity, athleticism, and intellect. She found the money for me to dance when she
was a single mother of two. She rarely
missed a game, a judging competition, or an opportunity to give me a hug. She taught me to take care of myself and to
care for everyone around me (especially when no one is looking). When I shared a new dream or goal, it was
never impossible, we just needed to make a plan.
She didn’t just tell me I could do anything, she lived
it. If a fence needs building, you build
it. If your kids need a horse costume for
a pep rally and you live where renting isn’t an option, you put one together. She worked full time as a teacher and cooked
dinner from scratch every night. She
never complained about it being too much or being tired, not once. She always had her garden and her book for
herself, and plenty of time and energy for dancing with us in the kitchen. She also chose a partner who is worthy of her
awesomeness, which is not easy when you’re that awesome. She married a good man that appreciates and
respects her, and also knows that she can do anything.
I saw a video on facebook in which Taryn Brumfitt asks women to describe their bodies in one
word. Sadly most women said “fat” “imperfect”
“stumpy” etc… My words would be “capable” “athletic” “powerful” “beautiful”.
Thanks Mom.
