It’s Mothers Day and I want to dedicate this blog space to my mother, my favorite flyGirl. She wouldn’t want me to brag on her or share too many details about her life. She is from a family of nine children. She grew up in rural Tennessee. Her mother died when she was four years old. Her father was never going to be nominated for the “parent of the year” award. He could, however, have possibly been named “Top Moonshiner!” Several of her siblings have passed away through the years, some at a young age. She grew up very poor and had to occasionally live with older siblings and spent some time in orphanages. She was always very bright and could see a brighter future through hard work. Today, she is thriving! She has many friends and is still pursuing the many interests she has.
Top 5 Reasons I Love My Mom, My Favorite FlyGIRL!
1). My mother likes to work (and she made me work too)! As a teenager, on Saturday mornings, she would wake my sister and I up unreasonably early to pull weeds out of her flower beds, driveway cracks or just wherever she saw a little green twig spring up. Dang! Those pesky things grow fast: every weekend, pulling weeds. Now, the joy I feel when forcing my own children to pull weeds! It’s irreplaceable. If we weren’t pulling weeds, we were mowing the yard, cleaning the house, organizing the garage or whatever task she deemed necessary. She is a doer. She passed down a desire to accomplish things on my own and of being productive.
2) My mother believed in the payoff of persistence. If we weren’t forced into child labor by pulling weeds on Saturday mornings, then we were scheduled for softball practice in the scorching summer sun. That was really a drag because there are about a million sweat bees located on that exact field each day. I’ve been stung more times by those pesky insects than any girl should be. She also loved greeting me at the end of each school day with her softball glove, ready to get me practicing. There had to be a minimum of fifty pitches and then fielding grounders and then catching fly balls…All of that practice made me a good player. She taught me that mastering a skill or being good at something takes hard work, persistence and practice.
3) My mother loves to be productive. She is multi-talented and is rarely content sitting still. If there is something she wants accomplished, she will find a way to get it done. She prefers to figure out how to do something on her own, rather than hire someone. This has led to many discussions at her house, sitting over a disassembled doorknob, faucet or broken umbrella. “Mom, just throw it away and buy a new one,” or “let me hire someone to come repair that.” To which she replies, “Absolutely not! They’ll charge an arm and a leg!” She enjoys the satisfaction of completing her own projects. As a child, I remember going to the library so she could research certain topics in order to make a repair or create something. Of course, now she’s on YouTube figuring things out. Every time we visit her, she fills me in on her latest project. This can-do attitude has led me to figure some things out on my own as well.
4) My mother has always loved learning. As a child, she knew knowledge would lead to opportunities. She was a great student in school and always graduated in the top of her class. She enjoys soaking up knowledge by any means possible. As a child, she would watch PBS documentaries all the time (I wanted to die from boredom). We were regular public library visitors. She could get through a biography in mach speed time. She has always been the master at the game Trivial Pursuit. Growing up, our home had every trivial pursuit version there was. She would read the question card stacks for hours. For fun!! Her knowledge is vast. My desire to learn has definitely been influenced by her. Today, my children are rolling their eyes at me as my eyes are glued to the latest History Channel series of Ancient Discoveries.
4) My mother enjoys travel and experiencing new things. Growing up, we were always on a budget but both of my parents enjoyed traveling. They knew the benefits of seeing the world and wanted my sister and I to learn from those experiences. We never stayed at super fancy hotels but always had many activities planned. We would pack lunches to save money but would occasionally splurge at a well-known restaurant. Our vacations were well-balanced with normally some historical tours or sights and something more engaging and fun. My sister and I both love to travel and appreciate what those experience meant to us. We know that our children benefit from our vacations, even if they moan and groan sometimes (because they weren’t allowed to sleep until noon).
5) My mother demonstrates unconditional love. She and I are alike in many ways, but also have our differences. During my teenage years, I crossed every boundary and broke every rule. She stood by me and saw me through. Today, we still don’t agree on many things but she will listen to me and be my shoulder to cry on when needed. She is the first person I call when I’m upset, hurt or confused. My own teenagers push my limits today. The patience and love she demonstrates with me helps me be a better mom.
I love you FlyGIRL Carolyn!