Today is Mother’s Day in New Zealand, and I can guarantee that my mother feels a little under appreciated. She always does at this time of year. Let’s face it. I rarely call, and when I do, the conversations are short. I never visit (she lives in Auckland and I’m in Christchurch). And I never send a present or a card. But I love my mother dearly. Hopefully, she see this and realises that she is in my thoughts every single day, even if I don’t tell her that.
My mother and I on my wedding day (March 2000)
To my mother,
There are so many lessons that you’ve taught me over the years—so many memories to hold dear.
- Youth is eternal, especially if you have grazed knees.
- Honesty is always the best policy, but be careful of what questions you ask — the details may not be what you expect.
- It’s good to be courteous — let the bigger car have the parking spot.
- Speeding won’t get you to your destination any faster. It’ll just get you a speeding ticket.
- Fight for what is right, especially when it comes to your children — even if you have to punch a hole through someone’s desk.
- Embarrassing your children is not only a privilege. It’s mandatory.
My mother (Early 1990s)
- Patience is a virtue, but teenagers will give you grey hairs — especially those learning to drive.
- However, the most important lesson that I could have learnt was that no matter what I do in this life, you will always love me and be there for me, providing me a steady rock to stand on, even when the ground is shaking beneath my feet.
I love you.
Happy Mother’s Day
My mother (2006)
For those of you reading this now wondering what exactly I am talking about, you may want to see the post that I first wrote on this blog: Why I Admire My Mother.
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