Open Letters

An Open Letter to My Mom

I probably don’t say this enough, actually I know I don’t say this enough but thank you Mom. Thank you for putting up with me for the past 19 years, I know I can be a handful. Heck even before I was born and still lived in your stomach I was not so pleasurable at times. Then I finally came out and I was the kind of toddler that caused the kid leash to be invented.

child-harness1

I have caused my fair share of havoc during my lifetime. From using a glue stick on the wall when I was three, to lighting paper bags on fire before middle school every day, to recycling old furniture that John and I found in the trash into what we thought was a world class air soft bunker. Some how you put up with my havoc and crazy ideas as you molded me into the man that I am today. I like to think I am doing well for myself and I have you to thank for that.

Thank you for taking me to all those “early” morning baseball practices, and roughing it through the Texas summers watching all my games even though its 200 degrees outside. I put “early” in quotes because we both know that an 8am practice may have seemed early at the time but was small potatoes compared to the 4am stock shows you took me to in High School. And while I am talking about stock shows I must say thank you for one, taking me to the barn two to three times a day before I could drive so that I could do everything I needed with my pig.  And two for letting John and then me raise livestock in Plano, AKA suburbia USA, the farthest thing from a farming town.

Thank you for working hard so that I could have the opportunities to play baseball and football, as well as master the largest instrument in the world the double bass, on top of raising several show pigs. None of these activities were cheap but somehow you made it all workout.

I may not do the popular thing and send you flowers on Mother’s Day or change my profile picture on Facebook attached with a sappy story about how much I love you. But do I love you and I am thankful for all that you have taught me and done for me through the years. Happy Mother’s day Mom.

So I challenge you to be like my Mom. Now most of y’all are in college and kids are a far from being a reality in your life but you can still show others love and make sacrifices for those that you love. As always; make good choices, share if you like what I said, comment if you have something to add, and I will see you tomorrow, as I share with you my story on underwater basket weaving.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s