Growing up, I was blessed to have a happy childhood. Although my bio-parents divorced when I was only a few years old, I was always surrounded with love.
An awesome step-father and step-mother entered my life and therefore two families emerged. Both families made arrangements, followed schedules, and respected the other household.
Looking back, I was blessed with many childhood memories with both families.
My mom always made me feel loved and supported. Being a teenager, I gave her a little hell, yet her loyalty and unconditional love always rose above the chaos.
My mom is extremely intelligent and well educated, holding multiple degrees. She has been a teacher, county worker, social worker, worked at the Salvation Army’s homeless shelter, and a blackjack dealer. Yes, she’s a jack of all trades.
In the early years of my life, she was a working woman. She used to have strawberry blonde hair in a bob style and she would wear business women clothing (suits and skirts) on a daily basis. I admired her and knew one day, I would end up walking in her shoes, helping others.
While I was a child, my mother was diagnosed with Chronic Fatigue Syndrome. This was a very confusing time in all of our lives. Doctors struggled to diagnose her. She spent years in bed and in and out of hospitals and doctor’s offices. Yet, she continued to make our family feel loved, even when her life was turned upside down.
As time went by, the new norm became research, doctor’s, support groups, and self advocacy. Her fighter spirit became stronger and stronger.
As I grew into adulthood, my mom was newly diagnosed with having Mitochondrial Dysfunction (Mito). Finally having an accurate diagnosis would allow her to access the medication and support she would need to get healthy.
She still struggles with the symptoms of Mito, yet continues to research, network, learn, and most of all, love.
Our mother/daughter relationship has evolved throughout the years. The traits that continue to bond us include: love, patience, understanding, humor, sarcasm, dedication, strong work ethic, education, confidence, strength, resilience, fiesty attitude, fairness, and loyalty.
No matter what my mom has endured in her life, her loyalty and unconditional love have been a blessing.
She’s the phone call I make when I’m feeling happy, excited, sad, angry, frustrated, curious, confused, etc. She’s always there for me. She listens to me and always gives me her opinion and advice. And yes, she’s usually right!
Today, I reflect on the blessing of my mom.
Thank you mom for all you have sacrificed and endured to give me the best life possible. Thank you for the lessons you have taught me by observing your behavior. Thank you for always supporting my hopes, dreams, failures, and blessings. Thank you for always having my back.
I love you.
-I Learned How to Be a Mom from My Mom Stepmom