I won't say I was the best kid. I know I wasn't by any means easy to put up with when I was young and when I was a teenager... heh. Well, let me say that when I was a teenager it is anyone's guess as to how and why she never opted to put me down like a rabid dog. Even when I wasn't actively making her life frustrating there were those health issues when I was in fourth grade; those probably went a long way to making my mother's hair go gray so early. Oddly enough she's never held any of those things against me. If anything I would say it made her love for me that much stronger.
I am pretty damn lucky.
While I'm at it... I would like to extend this message of thanks to all the mothers who are reading this. From where I stand it does not matter if you are the mother of two children and a husband (Hey, males know that being married and being of legal age to vote does not exclude us from being childish at times) or if you're the "mother" of a four-legged critter like a dog or cat... you still play an important and vital role in the lives of those you touch. You are loved and deserve recognition for all that you do. Thank you. Happy Mother's Day.
