Mom,
The years have flown by and having my own children now, I realize how quickly time must have gone for you for too. How I wish I could have sped up time back then. I was anxious to grow up and looking to the horizon for some unknown mark of my life "beginning". How foolish I was for the longing and reaching to get older. Now, I wish I could slow time down. I pray for more years with you...more memories...more moments. I pray time would slow for my children as I watch them grow and I would get more moments and memories with them too. But, they too will ache to grow up, just as I did, I can already see it. They are planning for the future, for the boys' mark of manhood and Brynn's sweet girlish thrills.
I treasure all that time we spent together growing up. I appreciate more than words can say that you and dad were home, present, making memories with us, and being plugged in to what we needed and wanted as your children. I know now the sacrifice, sometimes heartache, but more often joy that came from being home to raise us girls in the early years. The commitment you made to sacrifice yourselves in order to be available to us is an incredible act of love.
Once we were school age there are very few memories I have that don't include one or both of you being present with me. You managed to balance being teachers and serving others as well as making time with us, watching our performances, attending our recitals, practices and performances your top priority. All the way through high school someone was always there to support me, to cheer me on, to be in my corner.
Mom, you were an incredible support to me, even in the hardest years when I was a middle schooler and I wasn't always appreciative. You held my hand when I needed to cry, gave sound and wise advise when I was lost, and never failed to walk with me down the road less traveled.
I know we are different. We see things differently and we approach the world differently but you have given me the wings and the courage to do things my way. You've built me up to be independent, brave, precise, administrative, passionate, loving, steadfast and faithful. So, no matter how different we may be, you've allowed me to be all the Lord has prepared for me to be.
You mom, are brave, strong, fearless in your own ways, independent, and fiercely talented. You are a giver, a servant to others, faithful, friendly and really enjoy life. There isn't anything you can't do, only things you won't do. I know your childhood wasn't nearly as wonderful as my own and I think of that often. It makes me both sad and forever grateful. But, somehow through some of the muck and mire you have become an awesome, incredible example for me and a blessing to those around you.
I want you to know how special you are to me and how much I love you, even when we don't see eye to eye or I'm stepping outside your comfort zone! :) I pray for many, many, many more years to make memories with you and with my children and to remember how precious being a mother truly is...
With all my heart,
Chelsea