Today, my mom turns another year older. One year closer to 50. (And before you can hate me for that, Mom, you don’t look a day over 35!)
In one year, my mom…
- Has been hit by a car, resulting in a broken elbow, a laceration above her eye (causing her to get 18 stitches), multiple deep cuts on her elbows, hands, and knees, a bruised thumb, and bruises galore.
- Completed her first marathon
- Ran two other half-marathons and a handful of other races, including two 5K’s that she walked while still nursing her broken elbow. (She wore her sling to those races.)
- Went on an amazing vacation with her favorite child daughter, exploring the countries of Grand Cayman and Cozumel.
- Watched her favorite child daughter graduate from college.
- Dealt with many blows and setbacks that would knock down a lesser woman, but she always managed to brush herself off and land on her feet.
My mom has had a year of ups and downs, but she’s somehow managed to come out on top. She was hit by a car, yet managed to keep on training when she was cleared to run and finish her marathon – with a freaking blood blister on the bottom of her foot for 11 miles. And while she’s now more cautious where she runs, she hasn’t let it slow her down. Coming back from her injury was tough, but she did it and is now training for a four-race series that includes a 5K, 10K, 15K, and a half-marathon in the space of four months. And you know what? If anyone can knock those races out of the park, it’s my mom.
Most people who read my blog know that I consider her my best friend. She’s the first one I talk to when I have good news, the first one I cry to when I get bad news. She’s the one I spend the most time with and someone I can be completely myself with. She loves me on my bad days and that’s the true testament to unconditional love. Truth is, I love hanging out with my mom. We get along great and while I know the time is coming when I have to embark on life by myself, I’m enjoying this time for what it is. And enjoying making a deeper bond and connection with the one who gave me life.
Today, my mom and I are leaving for a fun weekend in Orlando. She never seems to do much for her birthday, but I have basically forced her hand with this. She needs some time away from reality and recharge. Happy birthday to my biggest supporter, best friend, and all-around all-star mother! I love you!