Well this lady is called Momma L. I am not sure when I started calling her that, but that is who she is. I am not going to changer her name. For me calling her Momma L fits. This lady is more than a mother, she is a friend. A good one at that.
The first time I met Momma L, was the first time I met his (the Hubs) Dad as well. We went to tell them we were engaged. Oh my we were so young. I was so nervous to tell them. I wasn't sure how they would react. Would they say we were crazy, it wouldn't last? Or would they embrace us and let us live the way we felt we should. As much as I remember, they were very positive. They embraced us and our decision. Now, I was 17 when we got engaged, but we didn't get married until I was 20. That was a good thing, we grew up some in that time. But none the less, they were behind us from the beginning. They have been two of our biggest supporters still to this date.
Okay, so how did Momma L help me. Oh my in so many ways. In a way she helped me become a less shy girl. She knows me to the core and has never made me question who I was (am). She has always embraced me. For that I am grateful. During my surgery, they took my fur-baby. Now this may not seem like a big deal to some, but this was huge. Our fur-baby is timid, sssshhhhh, don't tell anyone. She smells a guy and she runs. Needless to say, leaving her with anyone was going to be difficult, let alone with Grandpa and Uncle Z. They took her on, and smiled through it. When our pup missed us so much that she wouldn't eat, they made her a pizza and let her eat their crusts. Now not the best food for the dog, but it did break the ice and she didn't starve, she began to eat normal after that. I would have let them feed her chocolate if it would have helped and not killed her.
As for cancer help, personally, Momma L made me hand made get well cards and encouragement cards on a weekly basis. I still have them all. But above all of that, this lady hates talking on the phone. Each time I went into the hospital she made it a point to call me. Now if that isn't love, I don't know what is. (To understand this, you have to know how she hates being on the phone, lol)
I am so grateful for all three of the women in my life that I call mom. I would not be the woman I am today without their guidance, understanding and willingness to let me do it on my own. I will forever be grateful to all three women. I hope each one knows they have a piece of my heart, now and forever.
Sending love and HOPE,
~Scar
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