My Mom, My Best Friend
My mother and I have always been the best of friends. People don't usually believe me when I say that, but it's true. Very, very true.
Let me start from the very, very beginning. I've always believed I was sent to my mother from my grandfather, her father. When my mother was a little girl and then teenager, he would always tell her, "I can't wait until you have a daughter someday, I'm going to spoil her rotten!" Sadly, my grandfather passed away suddenly from a heart attack in 1975, my mom was only 22 years old. He was her best friend. He was her rock. He was everything to her. His death changed her life, instantly.
She met my father that summer, and as the story goes... it was love at first sight. I've always felt, meeting my father was the first gift my grandfather sent my mother.
And then in October of 1977, she found out she was pregnant... with what she thought was a baby boy. She had planned on using my grandfather's name "William" somewhere in "my" name... but that never happened!
I (Audrey Allison) was born on May 23, 1978... 5 1/2 weeks early, weighing in at 4 pounds, 9 ounces. As my mother has told me (and what every mother knows), the moment my mom laid eyes on me (as small as I was!), she was in love. She had a baby girl... the one thing her father had dreamed for her.
Since May 23, 1978... my mother and I have been best friends.
Me and my mom December 1978...
Me and my mom was I was 3 years old...
Me and my mom when I was 5 years old...
Me and my mom when I was 15 years old...
Me and my mom was I was 20 years old...
Me and my mom (and dad!) on my wedding day - June 30, 2001
Me and my mom when I was pregnant with William (September 2004)
My mom with the 4 loves of my life (and her life!)... her grandsons...
She's been my biggest cheerleader.
She's been my biggest supporter.
She's been my confidant.
She's been my rock.
She's been my shoulder to cry on.
She's been my everything.
I simply do not know what I would ever do without her. And as my husband can attest, even though she lives 1 mile away, I call her about 10 times a day!
I remember in middle school many of my friends going through that I-can't-stand-my-mother phase, I never did that.
I remember in high school some of my friends sneaking out and lying to their parents. I never did that.
I remember not understanding how some of my friends could travel away from their parents and go weeks and months and even years not seeing their parents! I couldn't do that.
I don't know what it was, but I never wanted my mom (or dad) to worry about me. I just wanted to make their lives easier, they worked so hard as teachers for my brothers, sister and me... I just never felt right making waves for them, of any kind. Actually - my brothers and sister were very much the same way, too.
Everyone (I mean, EVERYONE!) always asks me if I want a daughter. Truthfully, I would love a daughter - absolutely, of course! But the reason is a little different from what most people expect me to say. I would love a daughter someday because I would love to try and have the same relationship with her, that I have had with my mother. I think of all the memories we have as a mother and daughter, even now working together, and it warms my heart! I would love, love, love to have history repeat itself in that way... that's how much I love and cherish my mother.
Happy Mother's Day to all the MOMS out there... but most of all, to the woman who has enhanced my life beyond words, my mom.