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To Cindy:
Cynthia Darlene, born of Janis Lee…who is another strong, and amazing boss woman and my beautiful Grandma, is one of the most genuine, gracious, patient, kind, and loving humans I have ever had the pleasure of knowing. Mom, you are the keeper of my biggest secrets. You have taught me how to balance a checkbook (I mean, I don’t…but you DID teach me how to do it), you instilled in me a hard work ethic and a go-the-extra-mile mentality. You taught me how to use the drill and put molly’s in the wall to hang shelves and pictures and other crap on the walls. And every year, when it comes time to planting flowers, you show me how to transfer them into bigger pots and massage the root and how much soil to put back on top when I pretend I don’t know how to do it cuz I don’t want to get my hands dirty…and because I love watching you take such care with delicate flowers. You’ve shown me how to be a strong woman…how to stand up for myself…how to be a good person…and greater still, you have forgiven me time and time again when I’ve made stupid mistakes. There has NEVER ONCE been a time in my life where I have been afraid to tell you something…because I knew that no matter what…you were still going to love me and most importantly how to tell dad. You make me laugh…like…hard. And you seriously make every single one of my days better. I love you very, VERY, very much. I love you the mosterliest! Happy Mother’s Day! ~Love, Amanda
To my Mom, Patti Rae Currie, on this Mother’s day,
45 mothers days you’ve celebrated now. I can only hope that Maelyn thinks I’m half the mom that you have been to me. When I was little, I wanted siblings, but as I got older, I realized there’s NO way I could ever share you with anyone. It’s become an ongoing joke of sorts that you’re Super Woman. If it’s needs fixed, call Gramma. From holes in our shirts, broken small appliances, scuffed shoes, stains that ONLY you can get out, sewing up an old ratty baby blanket just because I couldn’t bear to part with it or even dyeing my clothes a new color just because it looked like too much work for me. I tell you that you drive me nuts by saving everything but secretly I’m totally ok with it because I know someday when you’re not with me anymore, I’ll love and treasure all of it. Letters, photos, school work, knick knacks….not sure there’s anything you DON’T keep, Mom. Thank you for trying to teach me to cook when I was young. I am so very sorry that only just now at age 45, have I really learned. I wish I listened to you sooner so I could cook for you longer, Momma. Thank you for giving up so much of your time for me and for doing everything you possibly could for me when I was little. I know how hard you worked just so that we could go the places and do the things we did. You pushed me when I swore you were too hard on me but now when I replay those movies in my head, I know you weren’t. You were my best friend, even when I didn’t want you to be and had no idea you always were. I hope Maelyn and I can someday have what you and I do now. I wish my Gramma Lionne were still here so I could hug her and thank her for giving me you. She was truly the best role model for both of us. Mom, thank you for your unconditional love, for your support in every single thing I have ever wanted to do, for finding me the greatest dad ever, for inviting Harald to a simple birthday dinner that led to me finding my husband and thank you for never leaving my side in ALL of the moments I needed you most.
I love you, Momma. ~Love Stephanie
