with mother's day coming up, i can't help but be overwhelmed with gratitude for the woman who brought me into this world. as i was browsing through previous posts, i noticed that i had a few entries about my dad, but not too many about mi madre. well...here you go mom...this ones for you....you crazy lady.
angeline lina keo....where do i even begin??? do i start with her intimidating demeanor when i was a tween/teen...where no matter what i said/did...it always seemed to irritate her? or do i start with the time she pulled me and my sister by the hair when we were fighting over something as ridiculous as who got to ride a stupid bike??? or maybe all the times she would sew all my outfits for may days/banquets/proms at the last minute and would be stitching me up as i'm walking out the door???
i can hear her saying "fia poko!" while she reads this....lol
*sigh* so much to be said about this woman, but if i had to describe her in just one word, it would probably be strict stubborn generous. lol. i mean...aside from always laying down the law with her kids...and everyone else's kids, (click here to see what i'm talkin bout) my mom would give the shirt/mu'umu'u off her back to anyone who needed it. and not to mention take in strays..(ahem dana and migi...you know i'm talking bout you)...lol. she always serving others no matter what, and taught all of us...her children...to do the same. i love her for that.
she supported us with everything...and i mean EVERYTHING!!! i remember leaving school early most weekends during my elementary years because we had to drive to town to watch my brothers football games. i hated it because the games were soooooo long. especially when you had to watch TWO games! *bratty status right hurr! lol. but being the supportive mother, she would always drag us along. *small disadvantage of being the youngest...cause i swear nobody got dragged to any of MY volleyball games! lol
needless to say this lady has been there for it all. from waking up early to take us to the bus stop, to chasing the bus down when we slept in. from cleaning up cuts and scratches from falling off a bike, to giving us lickings for not being where we were supposed to be when falling off said bike.
i love you mom :)
2 comments:
so cute!
i had to speak in sacrament on mothers day. LOL... i hate when i cry at the pulpit. irritz!
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