To the Real Superheroes of the World
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As Mother’s Day quickly approaches, I begin to reflect upon another year of unwavering support, selflessness and resilience displayed through not just my own mom, but every mom and strong woman out there.
For a long time, I thought my mom’s sole purpose in life was to be a permanent road block between myself and any high school party ever held. The FBI skills on this woman are truly something special. Four kids and somehow she still knew the whereabouts of each one of us at any given moment.
But somewhere along the line, those eye rolls and frustration from her not letting me go to that party disappeared. The nagging about the dirty clothes on my bedroom floor or asking too many questions about things she most likely already knew the answers to seemed to be much less of a bother.
And through that transition came the overwhelming sense of admiration… that “how the hell did you do it?” type of awe that I so often found myself feeling.
You suddenly stop asking yourself why does she do that and focus more on how.
How does she put in a full day’s work and still find the time to cook those vegetables that she makes me eat?
How does she prioritize every person around her, without feeling an ounce of resentment when finding herself last on her own list?
Mom’s are one of the greatest mysteries of our time – the real superheroes we should all be so lucky to have.
To my mom – who held the weight of the world on her shoulders, and made it look like wings.
To every mom – for your endless efforts and patience.
To strong women – may we know them, may we be them, may we raise them.
Posted by Carolyn