Mother's Day

My mom is one of the nicest people I know. She's a friend to everyone in her little town. She a tireless volunteer at the local charity thrift shop. She's there to offer meals to friends in need and to be a shoulder on which to lean. She's a star employee at Walmart, a job she is so proud of and loves so much after being unable to work for many years. She's a caring sister to my crazy aunt. A loving mom to me and my still yucky little brother. She's a sweet, playful, over-indulgent grandma to little Lizzie.

I don't appreciate her nearly enough. Usually after being together for more than a day, I get impatient and probably a little irritable and then I feel so bad. I always dreaded becoming like my mother, but I guess I take after her a bit. We both love thrifting and crafting. She loves to experiment with her cooking (something that never happened when we were young) and we exchange cooking tips. I'm sure there are many other things that I'm unwilling to admit to, though my husband can probably point some out! The one quality I want from her is her lack of judgement. She takes people at face value and genuinely cares for them. I want to be as nice as her one day. She loves people and people respond to that.

I love my beautiful mother very much. I'm sure she wouldn't appreciate me posting this picture of her in curlers, but I just love the picture (plus she doesn't even know I have a blog!)

Happy Mother's Day to everyone out there.

Update: Okay I'm the luckiest mom in the world. Not only do I get to pick where to go for lunch, but my sweet Lizzie just voluntarily cleaned the bathroom for me and now is moving onto the rest of the house. How did I get to be so blessed?