Momma, ooooooooooooooooooh

Hopefully, you sang that correctly. I thought I would do something different this time and write a post about someone in my life who is very special to me; my mother. 

I just left from visiting for a week, and I’m already missing her. It seems like the older I get, the more I want to spend time with my family. Especially my parents.

During this last visit, I really realized how much I’m like my mom. Not too long ago, the thought of being like my mom ruffled my feathers a bit. I would find myself talking to a television show or a movie, even though I know they can’t hear me. Or while driving, I would talk to other cars, calling them by the make usually, and making up a gender for them. I would utter words to my oldest daughter, and hear my momma’s voice saying the same thing in my head. And I worry. Too much. About my kids. There are other things too, but these are the main things I’ve noticed that I do that would bother me some when she would do them. And you know what? Now I am so grateful!

I am grateful that I have a mom who thinks about what she’s watching while she watches it. Who pays attention to her immediate surroundings while she’s driving. Who would tell me things to look out for, and does to this day, because she cares about me. And who loves me so much that she can’t help but worry about me. 

I am hopeful to be even half the mother she is! So now, I am thankful to say that in some ways, I am just like my momma.

How are you like your momma? 

Thanks for reading today!