Happy Mother's Day.

Since Mother's Day is almost here, I thought I would make a list of why I love my mom.

I love my mom because:
1. She is unbelievably generous
2. She has the kindest soul I have ever known
3. She is always there for me
4. She will talk for hours with me...about nothing
5. She always see the positive in everything and everyone
6. The simplest things bring her the most pleasure
7. She is honest and fair
8. She raised 6 of us kids- not an easy feat
9. She took care of all of our needs
10. Whether they be physically, mentally, emotionally, or spiritually
11. She loves Jesus so much
12. It shows in her actions and words
13. I love her how naive she is.
14. The way she dances while she is cooking supper
15. How easy it is to sneak up on her and scare her
16. The way she never catches on to jokes
17. The way she taught me to fight my own battles
18. The way she has been such a loving wife to dad, always
19. How much she loves my dog, and how much he loves her. His ears perk up and he jumps all around whenever we say the word, "Grandma"
20. How funny she is when you try to talks to her when she falls asleep on the couch
21. Her playfulness
22. Her inner child.
23. She is an awesome cook!
24. How is fridge and freezer are always overflowing with food
25. How she buys little things that remind her of people
26. Her completely selfless character
27. She is an awesome gardener!
28. The way she acts likes she received the most priceless gem in the world whenever she receives a gift.
29. The way she reaches out and helps everyone she can.
30. Everything about her.

I just want to share a story about a Mother's Day when I was about 7 or 8. I wanted to bake my mom a cake. I made the whole cake completely by itself. Then I made icing, and I made a lot of different colors of icing. I iced the cake so there was green grass, a blue sky, a sun, a big tree, a swing in the tree with my mom pushing me on it, and a bird flying through the sky. I remember it taking me so long to do and I was so proud of how nice it turned out. As I was walking down the stairs to take the cake to my mom, I tripped and fell. The cake flew out of my hands and dropped on the carpet, icing side down. I started to cry and cry, because when I picked it up it was just a smear of colors. There was no picture left. My mom walked over and instead of pointing out that I dropped the cake, she told me, "That is the most beautiful cake I have ever seen. Look at how you swirled those colors. You are such a talented artist and I am so happy you made my cake look just like this. I wouldn't want it any other way." My mom made me feel so good. I still remember that. To this day, I will often ask her. "Hey mom, remember when I dropped that cake that I worked on so hard for you?" And she will always answer, "Oh yes. The one with the beautiful swirls of colors." Thank God for moms!

Happy Mother's Day.