Erin The Great

I wanted to write yesterday on the wonderment that is my mother, but I just couldn’t get my post right. To tell everyone how ridiculously cool my mother is would take more space then you’re willing to read. So I’ll try to paraphrase.

It all started 25 years, 11 months, and 18 days ago when my mother Laura delivered a screaming baby girl into the world at 2 am after 18 hours of hard labor. I was a pain in the butt even then and for that fact alone she deserves to have Root beer on tap in her mansion in heaven (the mansion she deserved for bringing up my brother… I’m only responsible for the big a$$ swimming pool in back ).

Through the years my mother has taught me a lot. She doesn’t think she has, but aside from me teaching myself how to tie my shoes at the age of 2, everything else I’ve learned from my mother. She taught me that hostess doughnuts and a package of double stuff Oreos could mend any tragic situation. She taught me that you should never be embarrassed about knowing every word to every ABBA song ever written because when depression hits, those are the songs that get you through the roughest parts of it. She taught me to have a sense of humor even in the grimmest of situations. She made sure I grew up well rounded thus enabling me to have a story on just about everything. Even though my dad doesn’t know, she also taught me how to TP a house perfectly by using the ‘spiral’ technique so that the toilet paper sticks to the roof better and doesn’t break off as easily as the roll comes floating to the ground.

My mother is one of the most wise and caring women I’ve ever known. She was there during the teenage years when I was usually up to no good. Being a strong support when my world would occasionally come crashing down. She’s my constant through the good times and the bad. When she had cancer, it was her that helped us all continue to have a sense of humor through that remarkably tragic time. She is the glue that holds my family together and through her strength, wit, humor, unconditional love and shining example, I will always be indebted to her for all I’ve learned and the profound impact she’s had on my life. To mother… I salute you! Not many women could have raised the kids you did and still have enough sanity after the teenage years to brag about it. I know the few short paragraphs I’ve written can’t even come close to describing the brilliance of you, but I did my best. Woman! I love you!