A Mother’s Love

How can I describe my mother? How can I truly assess the love she gives?

The things she does for me cannot be put into words. So, when Mother’s Day comes, it can be tough to convey how much she truly means to me. Of course gifts and cards will be given. However, that only goes so far. Our relationship is more than material items.

It’s the definition of triumph and perseverance. We have been through many situations, but God has blessed us to come out more than conquerors. For that, and for so much more, I am thankful.

The dynamic of our relationship is complex. My mom is my best friend. I can talk to her about absolutely anything. She’s my most vocal cheerleader. She’ll chew me out when I need it. She doesn’t mince words, but she’s wise in how she relays information to me. We laugh, talk, and play. She’ll jump on my back and put me in a choke hold (literally). In public, we get mistaken for a couple. How? I don’t know, but either I look really old or she looks really young. Let’s say it’s a mixture of both. It’s especially funny when one of us is getting hit on in the process.

She’s still got it like that.

Our relationship is weird to some people. They may not have been close with their mom, so it throws them off when they see us. That’s our relationship, though, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

To summarize our interactions, I want to share a story that happened this morning.

I was driving to my mom’s house hoping I would be able to give her a ride to church. I happened to catch her as she was driving off. So, I pulled over and we rolled down our windows. I gave her one of the cards I purchased, and we had a brief conversation. She looked at me and said, “Get your nose.” I looked in the mirror and said, “Oh, that’s just dry skin.”

“No. You have a booger in your nose. Do you have any tissue?”

She proceeded to pull out a tissue, and handed it to me. Her big, towering, 31 year old man. That doesn’t matter, though. To her, I’ll always be her baby.

That’s just one of many ways she shows a mother’s love.

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2 Comments Add yours

  1. Eddie Gilliam says:

    Awesome voice. I have the same type of relationship with my mom. She is my best friend.

    Liked by 1 person

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