el dia de las madres 09

So, yes, it's Mother's Day.

El Dia de Las Madres.

I think for the most part, motherhood is something you learn. You learn a large part of it, as a kid, watching your own mother. You get to see all the good, the bad and the ugly. Hopefully there is mostly good. Then you become a mother, in all it's good, bad and ugly. Hopefully mostly good. So you take what you learned, and you take what you are learning, and call yourself "Mother."

Although, there is always your own mother to fall back upon. A phone call, a chat in the driveway. Someone to discuss all the good, the bad and the ugly with. Someone who's been there and knows.

But what if you never really had a mother? Who's example are you following?

My mother never had a mother, yet somehow she became an amazing mother without the benefit of phone calls or driveway chats.

Her mother died when she was 4. Her father did remarry, but her Step Mother, let's just say she put the "Step" in Step Mother. A few years later, her father died, and shortly after that she received a "Step Father". Not a single true parent to call her own.

I think of this sometimes. Very often, she is my life line. After Stick of course, she is the first person I want to talk to about "life". I often discuss with her all the highs and lows and lots of the inbetweens associated with life.

Even though I am an adult, she is still very much my parent. I marvel to think that she didn't have a mother to discuss all the highs and lows with. She didn't have a life line, just a phone call away. Yet she did an amazing job.

Thanks, mom. You're the best.

Te Amo Mucho.

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Great tribute to your mom. She is pretty awesome. I've thought about this with my own mom. She did have both parents, but her mother was emotionally distant and extremely critical and judgmental of almost every decision my mom ever made. It was almost like having no mother at all. She never came to see us, didn't take an interest in us and certainly wasn't a help to my mom. My mother, thankfully, chose to be a different kind of mother--much like your mom. As an adult I have realized how much I have in my relationship with her and how much she NEVER had with her own mother. I don't know how they managed to do things so right without a good example or help, but I'm sure glad they did it. Happy Mothers Day to you & Flan!

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