Madre

When I was born, there you were. I clung so tight, I didn't know what else to do.

When I could talk, there you were. I babbled on and on, but you drank in every word.

When I began to walk, I had two left feet. I dawdled and ran too fast and fell many times. You were always there to guide me.

When I began to read, my imagination exploded. I interrupted your day with a hundred crazy ideas, but you never made me feel stupid. You listened intently and encouraged me to dream.

When I had that assignment in class, I freaked out. I had to dress up as BENJAMIN FRANKLIN! I had no clue what to do. But you were there, and you gave me your silk shirt and helped me look the part. I got an A.

When I fell in love with music, I sang so many wrong notes. I cracked, I squealed, and I thought I was so good. You told me I had the most beautiful voice in the world.

When I felt like an outsider at school, I would cry. I hated everyone. I hated you for letting me be me and not like everyone else. You took the blows and said nothing, silently loving.

When I thought I had found what I wanted, I was lying to myself. I lied to you, to friends. I made so many mistakes. You gave me the space I needed without leaving me completely, no matter how hard it was for you to see me suffer.

When I graduated and went to college, I chose to study music. You supported me without question and never asked me what everyone else does... "how will you make a living?"

When I gave my heart to Christ, I finally saw reality for the first time. You were awed by the change in my life, and you too gave glory to God.

When I fell in love, my focus shifted. I no longer called you first about everything, no longer told you my deepest secrets. You smiled through tear-blurred eyes and prayed for us.


Mom...

I'm still clinging to you. I love you.
I love telling you stories. I love you.
I will walk in your steps. I love you.
I still dream because of you. I love you.
I have an education because of you. (I'm ready to be done with school!!!) I love you.
You are still "the wind beneath my wings"... I love you.
I've learned to bridle my tongue, that words are diamonds. I love you.
I'm still growing and learning, thanks to you. I love you.
I will always remember your voice singing me to sleep. I love you.
I know Christ, in part, because of your faithfulness. I love you.
I am so proud to have you give me away next year (God willing!!). I love you.

Happy Mother's Day