Hi, My name is Amber and I have two mothers. I am not, as would unfortunately assumed these days, from a broken home. My parents are happily married, something that makes me proud each time I say it. No, I am not from a broken home but I do have two mothers. My mother, the one who gave birth to me some, um (with sigh) 30 years ago, is this woman. Isn't she beautiful?
She has always been there to listen to me, no matter how big or small the issue.
She taught me to smile, amongst many many other things. I believe that growing up with this smiling support has lent itself to my, generally, cheery disposition. And as a chain event the joy that I see in my sweet child daily.
She made me feel important. Each year as a child and well into adulthood she has made me a beautiful cake. Something I now understand, she stayed up late pouring over because it had to be perfect for her child. This has always made me feel like I am celebrated and loved.
This woman is my mother. Always there for me. Always loving me. Always wanting the best for me.
Almost two years ago I was afforded two blessings in the midst of a tragedy. I almost lost my mother. This is something that most people do not experience until they much older. While I would do anything to undo the effects of that day, it has changed my life in some positive ways along side loss. I sat in a waiting room and had an 'aha! moment'. My mother is my best girlfriend. She loves me and supports me uniquely. She is one of the most amazing people I have ever known. She is caring. She is talented. She is graceful. And I cant live my life without her! That day has helped me move forward in a newly appreciated relationship with my mother. I will strive to appreciate her each day, even if she doesn't always know it. There are days when I care for my own child and I think - wow! I am here loving this baby, in this way, partly because of the amazingly loving way my own mother raised me. Mom, I cant thank you enough!
The second blessing that showed up on September 12, 2008 was a new mother. A mother I had known for 6 years prior but didnt have the sight to acknowledge. Before that day I thought of her as my husband's mother. This woman is also MY mother:
The Lord graciously opened my eyes to her in a time of such uncertainty, such sorrow. It was like a miracle. Some how before that day, I felt anxious to have someone wanting in, watching over and photoing every step of my life. After all, I already had a mother who did all those things.
That day and almost every day since then the Lord has shown me that I can not only stand to have two mothers, but that my life is more full and complete having this new mother watch over me, comfort me, and photo every moment of it!
Nancy, my mother, I thank you for your love and dedication. You are my friend and I love you!
Happy Mother's Day to my Two incredible Mothers!