Dear Momma,
It’s frustrating for me to be an author and work with words every day yet still not be able to adequately put into a perfect phrase how much you mean to me. Not only to me, but to so many others – those who call you Mom, because you’re a mom of their heart, a presence of wisdom in their lives, a source of love.
But I’m the lucky one because you’re all those things to me, plus the same mommy who kissed my boo-boos and changed my diapers. Who prayed for me, and waited up for me as I was coming home from dates. Who helped with homework and gathered the family for dinner every night.
And who listened. Didn’t always understand what I was saying, but always tried to listen. Even during my difficult years from around thirteen to…well, present day.
A lot of people are tough. They face the world unflinchingly and fight it out when needed. I’m that way. But being tough is easy.
Compared to being strong.
A strong person stands firm in her beliefs and faith while loving those around her. A strong person doesn’t need to draw attention to herself or demand thanks. A strong person thinks of others first, shines light into darkness and speaks hope into situations where hope seems lost.
You are the strongest person I know. You are my hero. My heroine. You are my mother.
And I am blessed.
I love you,
Janie
(Originally posted on the Harlequin.com Blog: http://harlequinblog.com/?p=24219)