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Wednesday, July 23, 2014

My Mommy's Visit


My mom came for a visit last week and it was so lovely to just be around her.

She came into town for my sister's California Bridal Shower, and I will blog about that wonderful event seperately.  This entry is just to dwell on the wonderful time I had with her.  She stayed with Bill and I in our loft and we spent mornings together eating breakfast and going on walks.  One morning she even helped me through using my sewing machine :)  She drank plain black hot tea and we chatted about life every day before I felt for work.  I also got to spend lunch with her everyday while she was here, which was almost a whole week.  I just love to be around her. It didn't matter where we were, I just loved spending time together.

We got to watch a beach sunset, eat at a few fun restaurants, hang out with extended family and cook a little together.  She is a woman I aspire to be like, and she will genuinely do anything for anyone and never view it as an inconvenience.  I love that.  She literally is never annoyed with what anyone asks of her, she just does it because someone needs it and that is enough of a reason for her.  She never looks into why they do or what they did to get themselves into the position they are in, she just helps because she sees a need. I want to be more like her in that way.

I love my mom so much and cried a lot when I dropped her off at the airport.  Living my life so far away from her seems impossible lately and I miss her more every day, but God continues to reveal to us both why we are where we are and how he is shaping us through the distance and despite it.  I pray one day to live close enough to go over for dinner consistently and to glean from all her knowledge on how to love people well.  Now I will call and text and facetime and make sure to ask good questions.  She is someone I am so so so proud to call mom and even more so one of my best friends.

Love you momma!  
Miss you so much and can't wait for my hug in October!

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