Happy Mother's Day, Mom

A day to honor our Moms. My mother is largely responsible for my creative streak. However, I will never compare to hers. She has always been amazing to me in her talent, creative thought process and ingenuity. This is the Mom that made my clothes, after she made the pattern! She is a great cook, talented painter, creates wool hooked rugs that look like a painting when she is done. Yes, she dyes and cuts the wool that go into the rugs as well. She is a Mother from the era of "correctness". To say she is proper, is a total understatement. My life must be a total shock to her. It has been anything but correct. For all of the things that she struggled daily to impart to my brother, sister, and I, my fondest memories are all of her when she was just immersed in the moment. I saw a completely differrent woman walking along the beach, teaching me just the right way to look for sea glass, to use light to your advantage. The light in her eyes when she was walking through the woods teaching me the diffent types of lichen and why they grown the way they do, or helping me create an aquarium of my very own out in the yard....of course I had to release the contents every six hours or so!
For many years I was intimidated by her perfection. I knew I could never sew as well or to her standards, so I avoided it. The same could be said for just about everything. Then as I aged, I came into my own a little more and made a transposition into being able to be enriched by all she imparted just by being who she is.
She still is creating works of beauty, perhaps a bit more slowly now than before. She embodies all that is beauty to me and has given me too many gifts to list. Just a few are, patience, creativity, good manners, not wearing my heart on my sleeve, being comfortable not compromising, and strength. Thank God for the strength her genes filled me with, for I have needed it. I don't really know how she taught me to see things through her eyes as just a small child, but I am so grateful for that. Without fanfare or calling any attention to what she was doing, she taught me all the very most important lessons in life.
Mom, thank you forever for who you are.
Here's to you, Mom.

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