I’ve been thinking a lot lately about how incredibly many things and people I have for which/whom to be thankful. I’m going to do my best to do a thankful post each day between now and Thanksgiving. Let me preface my posts by saying that I’m not doing any sort of ranking. I’m not saving the best for last or starting with my greatest thankfulness and working my way down. In other words, don’t read any preferential treatment into my randomness of thankfulness. (Huh?)
All thankfulness has to begin with the woman who gave me life, showed me how to live it, and then cheered me on as I set about creating the life I wanted. I’m sure I’ve told this story before, but, hey, it’s my blog and it’s a good story. When I was little, I recall thinking about all the kids I knew and feeling sorry for them because none of them had a mom as good as mine. I recognized that some of my friends had mothers who were better than average, but all were still inferior to my mother, who was the greatest mom of them all. She was my mother first when I was growing up, but as an adult, I would choose her as a friend. My mama is my inspiration and my role model. She took care of me as a baby and when I was sick and as helpless as a baby again. Even though she worked when I was growing up, I don’t think she ever missed a school party or field trip. From her, I get much of my energy, my strength, my gift of gab, my sharp tongue when it needs to come out, and my love of shopping. She’s smart, wickedly funny, courageous, and faithful. I hope that Rebecca and I will always have the kind of relationship my mom and I have shared for 30ish years. As much as she is an awesome mom, now she’s an even better grammy!
O Lord that lends me life, Lend me a heart replete with thankfulness!
~William Shakespeare
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