Through the years, I have given many different types of gifts, as I’m sure you have, to my mom; from dandelion bouquets, paperclip necklaces, hand drawn pictures, flowers, and special books to name a few. Several years ago, I started a new tradition, buying annual flowers and then planting them for mom. I love doing this because it’s more than just buying the flowers, it’s planting them for her.
This year since I have completed my manuscript for my memoir titled, Carried by Faith: From a life of substance abuse to a life filled with miracles, I honored my mom with a dedication in the beginning of the book to tell her and those who read it how special my mom is to me. I share it today, in honor of my mom.
You loved me unconditionally through thick and thin. You were patient, loving, and always waiting for me. Showing how accepting, kind, and tolerant of a person you are.
You always provided nice things for me, encouraged me, and helped me with anything I needed. You had the strength and determination to never give up on me. You had eternal hope that I would come out on the other side. For that I am forever grateful!
The practical things you taught me - get up every day like you have some where to go; get dressed and look good, even if you don’t leave the house. Pick up the house (area) to make everything look nice and neat. Make others feel special by remembering their birthday with a card or small gift.
I know now the agony I put you through as a mother. As a grateful daughter, I recognize the many things you did for me. You may have thought I would never remember your many actions that impacted me, but I did.
You loved my strong willed, independent personality.
You loved me and didn’t hate me.
You always had hope for me when others gave up.
You continually prayed for me when others had tossed my future out the window.
You forgave me when I could not forgive myself.
You tolerated my lifestyle, actions, and consequences.
You continued to show me affection by hugging me when I repeatedly pushed you away. You knew the protective walls I built would eventually break down.
You were the perfect example of displaying “tough love” to me.
Thank you for being so strong. For not giving up. For waiting patiently for God to get done working on me.
I am truly sorry for the years of pain I put you through. Thank you for standing by me through all the crazy years of my life. I know, without a shadow of a doubt, I would not be where I am today if it weren’t for your loving prayers. The prayers got me through while God stood by my side in the wilderness.
THANK YOU, MOM! I love you very much!