I dedicate this to my amazing mother, my idol, my best friend, who has just this past couple of weeks been diagnosed with inoperable, incurable cancer, and still manages to make me feel like I am just making a fuss...
I actually wrote this little article a long time ago, and I came across it and it was particularly heartfelt for me now as I enter a new phase in both of our lives that I knew would someday come, but never thought it would be so soon.
We all have a handful of true-isms that we live by.
Many of these things that are “law” in our lives can be traced directly back to our mothers. This category is for honoring our mothers and their wisdom. There are those things that we discard of course, in the interest of our own individuality, or simply a difference of opinion.
I know that whenever my children do something or say something that is directly taken from advice or lessons they got from me, it is the most rewarding, heartwarming emotion I can imagine. I remember my daughter being asked where she learned to cook so well, and she stated without hesitation, “My mother taught me, she is a great cook.” It was the nicest compliment a mother could ever receive. It's even better to hear your child giving YOUR advice to someone as gospel. It is at that moment that you know that you have gotten through to them in a meaningful way.
This is a mother's love coming full circle. Proof positive that the values she holds in her heart, important lessons and hopes and dreams have been transferred to her most precious possession: her children.
Our teachings to our children ARE our legacy. For better or worse, they learn by example. Emulating you is the highest regard they can offer, and when it happens, it melts your heart and reveals all of the answers to all of the questions in life.
What has your mother instilled in you that causes you to be grateful and appreciative of her wisdom? You don't have to do anything about it, because if she is like my mother, that doesn't really matter. What she wants is for you to be happy, and content and not in stress and pain. That's what a mother wants, and that's what I want for my mother. I pray that God shows me the way to provide it, because I am thinking it's going to be very hard. The hardest thing will be to make her happy by not letting her see the unspeakable agony I am feeling at the thought of losing my mother. She would assuredly blame herself for getting sick and upsetting me~and around and around we would go in this psychotic pattern of blaming ourselves.
So for now, I will just breathe in and breathe out and put my trust in more capable hands that I can be the daughter I want to be, and wish I was, so that she will know that she is the amazing mother that she is and didn't get told enough.

