Today in New Zealand, it’s Mother’s Day. For you, that day is tomorrow. Another day, another day I won’t be there. This has been quite the opposite story for you however. For all of my life, in distance and in closeness, you have been a rock. Cleaning my wounds, holding me when crying and when scared. Praying for me every single night, letting “the blood of Jesus wash over [me], and His arms surround [me], like a hedge of protection, keeping [me] safe from all harm and danger,” then tucking me into bed. Rubbing suntan lotion on my extremely white and sensitive skin, then reminding me as I got older to continue doing the same. Taking me to get my haircut by hairdressers who would always run their hands through my thick, red, hair. Cooking meals that would be good for me, but would sometimes leave me at the dinner table for over an hour because I couldn’t leave until it was finished. Teaching me, even after school, because you can’t take the teach out of the teacher. Buying me clothes, taking me to sports games, and cheering me on. When I started going to work for the first time, or waking up for school earlier, I began to notice something else about you. You taught me something without even saying a word. Discipline. Dedication. Devotion. You would wake up in the early hours of the day and talk to God. You would read his book, and you would seek his face. Dear Mom. I take pieces of you with me where ever I go. You are always in my sensitivity and my compassion. You are in my empathy and my ability to feel for other people so deeply. Without a word you have also taught me love. The lesson that although two may fight, they resolve. Though they love so fully, they will fight. You have demonstrated for me a life given so completely for another, and another, and another, and I can speak for my sisters when I say, Thank You. Thank you for being there when other Mothers aren’t. When it was hard enough to quit and easy enough to do so. I am so incredibly in your debt and I can’t wait to see you again in a few weeks. Mom, I love you. So much.
Your Son Always,