This is who I am…

I am my mother’s daughter.
This phrase never rang more true than it has in the past months. My mom always did what was needed. Always seemed to find the wear with all to get it done in such a way as to make it look easy. I remember the Christmas after her mother passed away and my dad had a very bad case of flu but mom still made it happen. We had a tree, stockings, gifts and dad sitting on the steps watching it all as mom went through the motions. We didn’t realize this until years later. She was and is a steel magnolia.
Today I find myself in a place I never really thought I would be in. I am on a journey with my mom. She can no longer take this trip on her own. She needs a little help and some company. The lyrics from Dean Friedman’s song Company run through my head a lot these days…. We will keep her company. I will help her navigate the bends in the road, avoid some of the potholes and get up the hills to see what’s next on this road home. I see myself in her and I hope I am able to be, as she is, a steel magnolia.
This is who I am….. my mother myself….may I live up to it.