deep in the ocean, there lies a wave for you

My mom is turning 51 next Monday! In her honor, I’ve cooked up a little blog tribute to her and why she’s the best.

I think about all that I’ve been through and how I can still be considered kind of a disaster sometimes. There’s just not a lot of stability going around lately. Then I think about her, and how she was 35 years old — around the age of the majority of my friends! – with three kids, zero dollars and an abusive husband. No college degree. Her car was about to be repossessed, and her house foreclosed. We put everything in that minivan and drove it to Pennsylvania, where we lived with her parents for a while. She struggled to find a job — throughout her marriage to my father, she’d babysit to have some money under her own control. She pulled herself up to be where she is today, and epitomizes strength and empowerment.

I like to think that the person I am today materialized in her image. That it is obvious I am her daughter.

I like to make fun of her because she ONLY listens to the Beatles and Beatles-related music (Julian Lennon, Wings, etc.). At least, that’s how she used to be until Celtic Thunder came into all of our lives. Now she’s obsessed with them and goes to meet and greets. We make fun of her for being a pedophile. Whatevs, she’s a cougar. I can’t wait to spend this coming weekend with her for her birthday.