Dear Mom...

You carried me for 9 months in your womb, 9 months of morning sickness and a hospital stay for dehydration.  You survived the sleepless nights and thousands of dirty diapers.  You wiped my tears when I cried.  I scraped my knees and you kissed my "boo boos."  You sang to me.  You sang with me.  You held my hand.  When I was afraid you made me feel safe.  You have been my encourager, my protector, my disciplinarian, my biggest supporter.  You were there for every soccer game, every concert, every school play, every emergency room visit and every adolescent disaster.  You sacrificed so much so that I would never have to be without.  You prayed...and prayed...and prayed...and prayed.  You knew when to say yes.  You knew when to say no (even when you didn't want to).  You knew when it was time to let go.  You juggled 4 children, a job, a home, a husband, being your parents' caretaker, the PTA, church committees, being the girls youth group leader, and you somehow still always managed to have time for me.  You always made me feel special.  You listened to my problems, and though they were so small at the time, you loved me enough not to minimize them.  You gave the best advice.  I could trust you with anything.  When I suffered, so did you.  You have wept silent tears for me that I still do not even know about.  You have listened to my fears, reassured me, and reminded me that God is always in control.  You have hugged me and made me feel loved for as long as I can remember.

Being a mother myself now I am sure there is so much you have done for me that I am not even aware of.  But of what I know, I am in awe.  You are deserving of so much honor. You did it all, and you did it with a smile.  I am amazed, and as I raise my own child I am learning even more everyday just how much you have done for me.  I am so grateful that God chose YOU to be my Mom.

"Her children rise up and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her: "Many women have done excellently, but you surpass them all."  Charm is deceitful, and beauty is vain, but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised." (Proverbs 31:28-30)

You truly have the qualities of a Proverbs 31 woman.  I am praising God for you today.  Thank you for being my Mom.

Love,
Megan