Mom flew in the day after Mother’s Day and since I knew she would be taking care of me for the next week due to my surgery, I thought I would try and treat her a little bit by taking her out to lunch and presenting her with flowers at the airport. Lunch was yum and the flowers lasted for over a week!
For Mother’s Day, I invited my mom over to my house. My husband and I made Southwest Turkey Burgers, Grilled Corn on the Cob, Tomato and Avocado Salad, and Strawberry-Rhubarb Crisp. I gave my mom a tiny text bowl from Paloma’s Nest:
I basically made a cake based on my mum’s favourite recipe that she’s been unable to make since moving to Calgary and becoming gluten free, made it allergen free and surprised her with it. Needless to say, it didn’t last very long.
For this months Lifestyle Challenge
we “had” do something for our mom. No so easy at first… mom and I live far apart, we both have busy schedules, and Mother’s day was kind of painful as you know. I did go see mom last week and took her out to dinner. Still, it wasn’t the sweet thing I was looking to do for this challenge, I wanted it to be special. I am expecting mom any time now. She’s coming over, and she’ll spend the night so that we can go out early tomorrow, our day boating. I decided to get her little gifts and prepare her bed so when she walks in, this is what she’ll see:
On May 16th, I graduated college for my mother. This may seem like a silly or selfish thing to have for the challenge, but it only recently became clear to me how important it was for me to do this for her.
Just two months ago, my mother was diagnosed with breast cancer. It was hard for me to deal with it being two hours away from home finishing up school, but I was able to be home for her surgery as it was during my spring break. With all the emotions the cancer was bringing up, I started counseling at my school. After my mother’s surgery, we all knew she would still have to go through chemotherapy to make sure the cancer was gone.
Once she started talking about when she would start treatment, she mentioned that she might not be able to make it to my graduation ceremony. I was absolutely stunned by this possibility, and became very upset. Of all the people I would like to have my graduation ceremony, I realized my mother was the most important, the person who had earned her right to be there more than anyone else.
I saw all the memories of my education flash before my eyes: my mother dropping me off for school from my first day of kindergarten all through high school, my mother telling me to get my slacker ass in shape during a parent-teacher conference in first grade, her filling out the endless emergency cards and other paperwork, coming to open houses, sitting in the front row of my drama performances, and so on and so on.
After the therapy sessions I had had and what I had come to terms with about myself and my relationship with my mother, I knew I had to tell her how I felt. The people in my family aren’t ones to express emotions too readily, but I was able to say the words to her over the phone, and she realized just how important she has been to me for my entire education, and my life.
In the end, the first treatment session got pushed back and my mother was able to make it to my commencement ceremony. And as much work as I had done those last five years of my education, it wouldn’t have happened without her overseeing all the years before.