With Mother’s Day weekend right around the corner, I’d like to take a minute and toast the woman I love most… my mom. At the end of this year, she will easily make the most beautiful Mother of the Bride ever to grace the runway… errr, aisle, and it’s such a blessing to know she will be there holding my hand through it all, just as she’s always done.
Her name is Denise Joan, and she is the one lady I could not live without. For my entire 25 years of existence, she has been the voice inside my head… pushing me to be a better person. I can always hear her reiterating, “Kill them with kindness, Mary… be the bigger person… love with all you have… seek opportunities and embrace challenges.”
And even though she’s the voice inside my head, I inherited very little from her besides my blonde hair and blue eyes. Fortunately or unfortunately (depending on who you ask – haha), I am my father’s daughter in every other aspect of the word. I have his Charlie Brown cheeks and over-sized heart. I am annoyingly stubborn, extremely loyal and way to honest for my own good, and while it’s obvious to everyone what nature gave me from him, it’s less obvious what nurture has given me through her.
Just as she still – even after 34 years of marriage – brings out the best in my dad, she also brings out the best in me. She is a warm heart, a helping hand, an encouraging hug and a shoulder to lean on. She has an inner strength that easily surpasses my outer strength, and it is that strength I’m counting on to get me (and my Papa!) through all the wedding day events / toasts / exchanges / dances / embraces / etc.
I want to thank her for all she’s done and continues to do, each and every day. I would not be half the woman I am today without her love and support… I love you, Mom! Happy Mother’s Day!
I encourage all of you to leave a story about your “Mother of the Bride.” After all, she’s only assigned one day out of 365, when we all know, she deserves waaay more than that :)