I called my mom and like I usually do I asked her, "Hey, what are you doing?" and I caught up on what was going on and those kinds of things. Mostly I called just because she is my mom and I was feeling down in the dumps. I won't bore you with all the details of my sad little life. Don't get me wrong, to me, my problems are really big. But I know that in the grand scheme of things...they are not that big of a deal.
My mom and my dad are actually the most wise people that I know. I trust their opinions above most. Too bad I didn't see that when I was a teenager. Stupid me. So when I feel down or I'm struggling with something, my mom is usually who I call on for some "real" advise. My mom is a keep it real and a tell it like it is kind of woman. She is tough and can handle a lot of things on her own. I admire that about her, because in this world I think you have to be that way a little. On the other hand, she can be very generous and caring.
At the end of the45 minute conversation over the phone, 3 states away from her, I hung up the phone and I felt better. Had all my problems magically disappeared? No. But, I was ready to cope with them in a more positive way.
She helped me to put things in the right perspective. Some things are a struggle for me and my family at this point in our lives, but in the big picture, they are not that important. I am so blessed. I should cherish and nurture the things that will last after this life. Everything else is just fluff.
A couple of days after that phone call, I got a card from my mom in the mail. It was just so my mom...straight to the point and just what I needed to hear.
She is coming Oklahoma for most of the month of November. She is coming to stay with us while I recoup from having Isabella. I am so looking forward to having her in my home during that time. There is just nothing like goodly mothers who love you. I'm so lucky I have that.
