Mother’s Day: An ode to the women that made me who I am

My beautiful Mama

“A son’s a son until he gets a wife, a daughter is a daughter all her life”

I would not be me without them. Always pushing me up and forward, quite literally actually, my Nannie was 4’11, my Mama is 5’0 and I got all the way to 5’2!

My Nannie: A woman in a man’s world circa 1940′s

Intelligent and ahead of their time. My Nannie was working when other women were at home. My Mama kicked down doors and barriers in her life that made her the smartest, strongest woman I’ve ever known. From a young girl with a little red headed daughter, to a college graduate with a thriving career, she balanced work and family and her own sense of self through it all.

The runner

They taught me to be tough, but soft around the edges. To get through the perils in life, but still hold love in my heart for those around me. To be firm when I have to, and to give when the people I love need me.

Mama at the hospital with me

I am unfiltered. What you see is what you get. I’ve nothing to hide. I don’t know how to be any other way, because that is what these women taught me to be. If they had an opinion you knew it, if they didn’t like something, you definitely knew it and if they were happy the whole world smiled around them! I’m grateful for this quality. I’m sure at times, they wish I’d have held back just a little to save my Mama from the occasional panic attack I cause ;)

I get my sense of humor honestly

I get my sense of humor honestly

Fearless in life. It’s what I hope to pass on to my boys and something my Mama has always encouraged me to be. “If anyone can do this, you can Angel”. Speak up, stand up and take responsibility for yourself. At the core of who I am, I know that no matter how many tears I shed, no matter how many times I fall down and how many victories I celebrate, my Mama is standing either at my back or by my side. There is no better comfort when I need courage to take a leap in my life than to know this to be something I can depend on.

My best friend

Beauty inside and out. Their energy and light filled up every room they were ever in. It’s not something you can learn, it’s just inside them, and hopefully me.

Laugh out loud!

Laugh out loud!





I strive for their strength, their respect, their love and what I see as perfection. Perfect, because they were not afraid to be imperfect. That’s what a woman is: complex, beautiful, smart, emotional, strong, fierce and protective of what’s hers. To make mistakes, learn and keep going.

I am the product of these women. The greatest gift in my life, besides my own children, is that I had a lot to live up to and it motivates me to make them proud of what they created.

I love you isn’t enough, but it will have to do in words. Thank you doesn’t convey my gratitude. So what I can do is show you, that I really did want to grow up and be just like you. I hope I make you proud.


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