Raising Blondes with Redhead Attitude

Raising Blondes with Redhead Attitude

Friday, May 10, 2013

To my mom

I have tried for the last few weeks to write a mother's day post. To put into words the vast and deep emotions I have when I think about my mom. All the wonderful things she has done for her kids and more so for her grandchildren. She is truly an amazing and wonderful person and my hero. She's the person I look to for advice and model my mothering after. When things are difficult I draw on the strength she has taught me to possess. She has always pushed me to follow my dreams and be open to all the wonders of the world. I don't know if she is aware of just how much impact she has on my life everyday. And as the saying goes "the best part of having her for a mom, is my kids get to have her for a grandma." Anyway, because this song speaks volumes for me and how I see my mom I am going to let it speak for me. I love you, Mom, more than words can say or their are stars in the sky.

                                                         "Somebody's Hero"
                                                               By: Jamie O'Neal
She's never pulled anyone from a burning building
She's never rocked Central Park to a half a million fans, screaming out her name
She's never hit a shot to win the game
She's never left her footprints on the moon
She's never made a solo hot air balloon ride, around the world, 
No, she's just your everyday average girl (but)

She's somebody's hero
A hero to her baby with a skinned up knee
A little kiss is all she needs
The keeper of the cheerios
The voice that brings Snow White to life
Bedtime stories every night
And that smile lets her know
She's somebody's hero

She didn't get a check every week like a nine-to fiver
But she's been a waiter, and a cook and a taxi driver
For twenty years, there at home, until the day her girl was grown
Giving all her love to her was her life's ambition
But now her baby's movin' on, and she'll soon be missin' her
But not today, those are tears of joy runnin' down her face

She's somebody's hero
A hero to her daughter in her wedding dress
She gave her wings to leave the nest
It hurts to let her baby go down the aisle she walks right by
Looks back into her mother's eyes
And that smile lets her know
She's somebody's hero

Thirty years have flown right past
Her daughters' starin' at all the photographs
Of her mother, and she wishes she could be like that
Oh, but she already is

She's somebody's hero
A hero to her mother in a rockin' chair
She runs a brush through her silver hair
The envy of the nursing home
She drops by every afternoon
Feeds her mama with a spoon
And that smile lets her know
Her mother's smile lets her know
She's somebody's hero

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