Just like any one else, I could complain about my mother, being...well (roll eyes) a mother. But really, I'm very fortunate that I never had that teenage angst with my mom. People in our community used to joke that my parents had three only children and that by the time they got to me, they were just too tired to parent. There may be some truth to that, but I choose to believe that by the time they got to me they just had a better idea of what they were doing. My mom may not have agreed with all my schemes, but she supported each and every one and was/is present to help out in any way that I may need help. She never told me that I couldn't be anything or do anything. She never told me that I wasn't enough for something. Granted, I tended to tell my parents what I was going to do (as opposed to the other way around), but she never disagreed. Usually she just said "OK".
You know that episode of the Simpsons where Lisa is really sad and Marge tells her to just pretend to be happy, but then comes rushing back to her to tell her "no", be what you want to be. My mom has always let me be who I want to be. So, today on this Thankful Friday, I am thankful for my mom. I am thankful that we did not move too far away for an easy visit. I am thankful that she, my sister and niece will be able to come up for some fun this weekend.
I am thankful that I am only a mother to our dog. Happy Weekend everyone!