A Poem for my Mom

I apologize for my absence!  I promise to do better.  I wrote a poem for my mom....so this is for her.

"Super Heroes"

"Moms" are what they are called,
But that doesn't seem fitting...
These women are so much more,
Need a title that's more committing.

They begin on a whim,
Not knowing what's in store,
Then rise to the occassion,
And continue on to soar!

The joke often goes
That they go by many a name,
Li,ke "maid", "butler", "medic",
"Servant", "driver"....all the same.

They offer up love,
Like they'll never run out,
And they comfort all tears,
Give benefit of a doubt.

Smother babes with kisses,
Lend always their shoulder,
Stand watch waiting for those,
Whose heart grew colder.

Advise frequently,
Whether asked for or not,
Forgive almost daily,
Always there when they are sought.

Share with their laughter,
Warm a room with a smile,
Always understanding,
They have walked that mile.

So many years,
They give up who they are,
And continue to give,
Above...beyond...by far!

Yet they walk among us,
Not wearing capes,
Instead their arms are open wide,
Providing us an escape.

They push and they pull,
Whichever we need most.
They celebrate our achievements,
And parties they host!

They are worth so much more,
Than one day has to offer;
More "oomph" to their title,
No "chaperone"; No "chauffer"

How is it I know?
What example can I share?
Well it is quite simple...
Its MY mother that's there!

She is more than all this,
More than words can express.
She takes life by the horns,
This earth is her fortress.

She is my role model,
Who I want to become.
I love her so much.
She is my mom!

Seatbelts fastened and looking forward....here we go!

I have thought many times about creating a blog, but never have acted upon past notions until now.  I am one of those "multi-taskers" that has many things going on at once....including in my head!  So I had trouble deciding on what type of blog I wanted mine to be.  Obviously, I have made my decision!  Ha!  With all the directions I could go with this, I chose to just go with them all and make it one big mess of a blog. 

You see, I play so many roles in my life and I have so many wants and dreams and desires that it is just too combersome to file, organize, and label everything.  Life doesn't really work that way anyway I suppose.  I mean, let's just try to make sense of it...shall we?!?  I'm a heavy weight but not a champion....so being a heavy weight doesn't carry that much glory in my life.  Therefore, I'm sure I'll be blogging of the challenges of weightloss.  I'm a sugar cookie baker and use icing to paint to life any creativity that may be lurking around me that day.  So I am sure you may see a few pictures and blogs about cookies that I favor now and then.  I am a soul that loves, seeks, and learns about the Lord....so there is a guarantee Christ and his work in my life will make an appearance often.  I am a wife that has an amazing relationship with my husband so I know I will mention my journey with Jason frequently.  Then there is the fact that I am a mother.  I will have plenty to share about my kids, my rises and falls as a mom, and my thoughts on what the hell I got myself into.  Amidst all these big topics are the other fun things like being a sister, a daughter, and a friend.  I am excited about my new blogging bit even if it may seem a bit "mad" at times! 

If anything, keep in mind that I find humor in EVERYTHING, I am very opinionated....but am also open to other points of view and welcome a good debate, I am extremely sarcastic and love sarcasm....I roll and frolic in the stuff quite frankly.... and I love to learn and try new things as often as possible!  Somewhere in all of this I am sticking my neck out and defining myself as me.  I am learning to not lose myself in the roles that I play so that when I am old and the kids are all gone, I won't have to discover myself all over again. 

Being a mom, I have learned that it is all to easy to lose myself in to-do lists and laundry and carpooling kids and chores and cooking and bills and playing the ref and packing lunches....  So much so, that by the end of the day, if I hear the word "mom" one more time, I may just spin my head, pull out my hair, bug out my eyes, and erupt a screech that only the demons in hell could translate.  That's not "me"....noooooo....I am SO not defined by that.  When the sun goes down and the quiet settles in the house and in my heart, I am left with a woman that is so much more than that.  I am a woman that has a legacy being written in the hearts of those around me and has decided to become the author of the words around me as well.  So, yeah....that's what this is all about!