She has always wanted the best for everyone. She knew my heart, my dreams from the beginning. The child with her head in the clouds, dreaming up stories and waiting for that prince charming to come riding up on his white horse.
I think she knew, I think she anticipated that I would find him early.
Part of me wonders if she knew that he was the one before I did? She met him each day at the library and wanted to introduce us. I wonder if she wondered, if she hesitated. Once the deed was done, there would be no going back. We were perfect for each other, she was right. She wanted me to count the cost. An eighteen year old with a proposal.
We went to the school that would teach me my dream.
The only other thing that I talked about besides him. She showed me what my life would be like if I decided to chose differently. Never pressuring, I knew it was my decision. This visual of the other "road," the one that I didn't take has stuck with me throughout these years. I chose to pursue my first dream of wife and mother and would still have chosen this road if I could go back.
Thank you mom, for letting the choice be mine.
Thank you mom for loving my children, for wanting to create memories that will last forever. Thank you for desiring photo's with your grand-kids even though its usually impossible and never ends up in a perfect photo-shoot. I think these are better!
Happy Mothers Day!