I call my superhero Mom.

     You got the short end of the stick. When you signed up to play mom you didn’t know you were going to have to play dad too. Although things didn’t go as you planned, you were the best mother and father I could ever ask for and you did it all alone..

     All those late nights at school, hours upon hours spent working so you could provide for our family and lots of lost sleep so you could support us with school and sports. At the time I was angry with you for never being around, it made me feel like you didn’t want to be around and now, understanding the value behind your decisions, I never want to leave doubt in your mind that I didn’t appreciate everything you did.

     We didn’t have nice things growing up, the biggest house, or the nicest cars. I remember half of my clothes were hand me downs that the boys grew out of. We spent my fifth birthday at a campground because we lived in our camper and there were many things we couldn’t participate in because we just couldn’t afford it. As some of you read this and crinkle your nose and look down on my family for our past, let me tell you how growing up in poverty made me appreciate everything I possess now.

     I grew up without letting material items control my perceptions on people. At a young age I learned that character is what makes a person, not the 64 crayon value pack that had every color you could imagine in it. I learned that a smile and a helping hand could go a long way and help build relationships with people that are genuine and not superficial. I learned the power of imagination and with it you could create any world you wanted. Saving the best for last, I learned that a woman can do anything a man can because a little dirt never hurt anyone.

     You have taught me the value of the word independent and although it’s not always easy, it’s worth it. You taught me that love and compassion isn’t controlled by money and shiny objects, it’s controlled by actions, words, and tight hugs. You taught me to be comfortable in my own skin and knowing that the price tag doesn’t control your value. 

     Be true to the person you are, work hard for what you have, be listening ears and comforting hands, appreciate what you can afford, be a friend and not a foe, understand that everybody is fighting a battle you know nothing about, keep a smile on your face especially on the days you want to frown and never, never, never underestimate what you are capable of doing on your own.  Nobody is perfect but for us you tried to be.

     I want to give my kids everything I never had growing up and most importantly a father who loves them unconditionally, but I can only hope to give them half the love and support you continuously provide. Thank you from the bottom of my heart every day for being the best mom, dad, teacher and friend. I am forever grateful.

until next time,

xo