No word more epitomizes love than mom. I realize all of us had human moms. Some were not so good and some were incredible. I was one of the lucky ones to have one of those GREAT moms. I consider myself a pretty great mom and I know that my daughter, who is mother of my three grandsons is a GREAT mom.
So perhaps the great mom DNA has traveled down the family line. When I was little and I said what I wanted to be when I grew up, it was always a mom. I have been so blessed to have been able to fulfill that wish. I have no granddaughters so perhaps the mom DNA from my side will end with my daughter. I am so proud of her.... she is the modern mom, career, kids, facebook, cellphone glued to her head. She loves her boys, her husband and she is incredibly hard working. I have two sons that I am also so proud of. Thank God one lives close to me the other kids and grandkids are all far away so I only get to see them a couple of times a year... this is the sadness I carry. But the gladness is to have them to visit and love and send Christmas, birthday and just general I love you stuff. Being a mom is not easy, it is the most difficult task in the world. It will break your heart, leave you bleeding and fill you with more inadequacy and fear than you thought were possible. But when you place the pain on the scale it never seems to outweigh the pure joy of magic and moments and laughter and kissing boo boo's Mom is love.....
John and I have been married 17 years today.
