When I Grow Up

Most women freak out when they realize they are becoming their mother. I have had my share of "I'm my mother" moments. But I have to say, when I grow up, I want to be like my mom. She is brilliant. I am so proud of what she has done in the last 10 years. She went from a desperate financial situation to a savvy investor. With the pittance of a retirement that Dad got from his years of teaching, and a good line of credit, she has become a Real Estate tycoon. It is a wonder to see her work through the loan and acquisition process. I don't know if she watched Real Estate videos or listened to wealth building audio, but what she did on a wing and a prayer is everything those people suggest.

She is a force of nature. She is a whirlwind of energy, a mountain of will, a flood of action. None of them can be stopped or moved. That's my mom. When she puts her mind to something, it gets done. If something is not right, she'll speak up or fix it. Superheroes stand with their hands on their hips, cape flapping behind them. My superhero does the same, but it is a loud floral skirt that flaps behind her.

It's not unusual for moms to teach and love their children. Mine certainly did. Though she was nothing like the image of Mormon perfection, she was a model for service and selflessness. She taught me like no one else could, the importance of being beautiful on the inside; how to get past the petty concerns of youth that some women never grow out of; how to love the unlovable; that every human being is a child of God, worthy of respect and honor; and most importantly, that I am a daughter of God who loves me and actively seeks for my success and is always there in my time of need. She taught me through prayer. She taught me through faith. She taught me through her mighty actions that there is nothing she would not do or give up if God asked because she is His daughter. She acknowledges His hand in her life and seeks to show others the love He has for them--not in some sweet and delicate way, but with power and conviction. She fears nothing. She is steadfast and immovable.

When I grow up, I want to be my mother. Happy Mother's Day