I chuckle. Saying you haven't seen any posts in "awhile" was a huge understatement. I knew it had been weeks since my last post. Actually, it was quite likely, the time could be measured in months. "You know how I am. When life gets busy, the blog seems to be the first thing to go," I reply.
I had to smile. My mom is probably the only person in the world that has noticed I haven't posted from my blog in awhile. My mom constantly stops by to check out what I have been writing, and always leaves a comment.
It makes me smile. It's one thing to be in first grade and have your work hung on the refrigerator, but it's quite another to be as old as I am and still have a mom who is rooting for your every move.
In life moms come in many packages, but I lucked out for sure. When life gets challenging, I call Mom. When there's exciting news, I call Mom. Need advice about the kids? Call Mom. Trying to figure out how to substitute ingredients? Call Mom. Hoping someone will just listen? Call Mom. My mom has always had the keen ability to listen and say just the right thing.
Today my mom celebrates her birthday, but I am surely the one who should be celebrating. I count my blessings every day.
Happy birthday, Mom.