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While it may be true that a mother does so much for her family, it is equally impressive to note the things she survives. After putting in a full day of work, often much of it needing to be finished each evening, she comes home to a life that disregards personal time and relaxation.
So many things encompass your bi-vocational life and to note them all would be too massive and daunting of a task. So only a few character building memories are listed as our Tribute To Mama.
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Exploding light-bulbs and haircuts to squirming boys.
Thousands of ants seeking shelter from the rains in your kitchen. Giving the illusion of moving walls.
Magical dishes that never seem to stay washed. Magically discouraging.
Dinners of disappointment while food sits cold in a powerless oven.
“So you had a bad day” loops nonstop in your head while nostalgic dreams of McDonald’s seems an illusive cure.
Red mud and red dirt. In spite of your endless hours of scrubbing, the boys are still tinged red and grubby.
Cat hair. Dog hair. Dead rats. Burning rubbish. It all leads to allergies galore.
Rain so loud all hope of hearing the person next to you is lost.
Wanting to feel special but the only one expressing any gratitude is a smelly wet dog.
Spiders dropping babies, mosquitoes hatching in the shower.
Clothes that grow beyond all comfort, oh for the want of a dryer.
Pot holes that swallow cars. Our van was no exception.
Sleeping in never seems to materialize with all of our ruckus each and every morning.
Snakes in the toilet, snakes in the yard. Termites flying from light to light while lizards laugh from afar.
Ants in our water purifier giving us a little crunch with our cleanliness.
Moths eat at your clothes and attack your headlamp when power fades away.
Cherished items inexplicably missing from store shelves. Survival without diet Coke is not a laughing matter.
Madness of drivers hellbent on meeting their Maker drives you to drink. . . frappuccinos galore.
Pressures from work intensified by our lack of listening and lackadaisical attitudes.
We boys try to listen, we really do, but there are so many things to distra . . . . . . . . . . . . (see what I mean)
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Yet through it all you refuse to leave us to our own devices. You shy from the limelight yet your super powers are always aware. Always a bright light on our darkest days. Your love is unconditional despite who we are and the challenges of living.
Thank you for being our Iron-Mama. We love you!
Happy Mother’s Day!!!