A birthday post for my Mom:
As a child, I was terrified of storms. I would leave my bed and run down the dark hallway to your room to seek peace and comfort. You would hug me and tell me everything was alright. You rubbed my back and patiently waited until I was ready to go back to my room. You knew I was scared, but always encouraged me to be brave and face my fears.
I remember your lap was often my comfort spot. In countless storms throughout my childhood, the same scene would play out. I vividly remember one stormy night in your lap. You and Dad hired babysitters this night. This was a rare occasion when you two actually went on dates. Since there were 5 Kids, we usually had 2 babysitters. After the babysitters went home, a huge storm came. While in your lap, we talked about the storm and God. I told you I was worried about the babysitters getting home safely and I was worried about lightning striking the house. You said two words that have stuck with me well into adulthood. “Just pray.” We did just that.It’s those two words that have helped me navigate the hard times I have endured throughout life. It’s as if you are sitting here listening and reminding me to just pray and trust.
She taught me that when you’re scared, just pray. She sadly passed away in September 2011. She battled cancer and died in a car accident shortly after her 52 birthday. I never told her how much that one stormy night impacted my life. I wrote this post to share her wisdom in celebration of her.
Happy 59th birthday, Mom! 💜
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