Thursday, April 22, 2010

Hands down, no point in arguing the truth..

The stereotype would say "ewww, mother-in-law", but I am anything but stereotypical. I mean come on, I married a {wonderful} guy like Larry crazy as he may be, I have a puppy that is like my baby {I never said he could sleep on the bed!}, and I am mother to an on-the-brink-of-13 {hormonal}-years-of-age-mini-me daughter! My life can be the epitome of CRAZY, a far cry from stereotypical!

No, no, and no...I don't ever say "ewww, mother-in-law" and all the crazy things people may say about their M.I.L....no what I say is "HANDS DOWN, I HAVE THE GREATEST"!

So ya see, my life like I stated is crazy. I am busy busy as a bee indeed. At Christmastime, I told my daughter that we will redo her room to make it more of a "teen" room {really?, sigh}. Oh yeah baby, the room renovations have begun...hot pink and zebra stripes; not my choice, but my girl sure seems to L O V E it! did I mention she is almost 13?

On my goodness, I NEVER imagined how difficult of a task, how ENORMOUS of a task painting a room can be, especially singlehandedly. But challenging as it may be, I am enjoying it!

Well, where does my M.I.L. fit into all of this? Let me first start by saying I did not start painting with intentions of having any help..I wanted to do my project by myself. (and nope, not being stubborn, just challenged by the task at hand). My M.I.L. said that she "didn't feel in the mood to paint"....I told her it's ok, never intended to have her painting :).....so what does she do..

Sunday afternoon as I am painting, she comes over and pulls all, yes ALL the weeds in my little backyard! Did I ask her to do that? nope - she offered. And, as she was leaving, what did she say to me {after I thanked her, of course}....I just felt guilty for not helping you paint so I thought I could come pull the weeds in your yard for you. {picture my jaw dropping open here}

My mother-in-law hands down is THE best a woman could ever ask for (ok and man - she does have a son-in-law, too). She has the sweetest my caring heart and is always willing to help when times of need arise, and by willing I mean not when we ask for help, sometimes just on her own initiative. My sweet M.I.L is so very special to me, and I cannot thank God enough for blessing my life with this wonderful woman. God knew what I needed in a M.I.L. and He saw fit to bless me immensely. Not only does she love me, but she loves her son so much as well.

Mom~thank you for all you do for us, for your love, you kind and tender words of encouragement; for all the prayers you raise up on my behalf, for loving my girl, and for being the most wonderful mom to my precious husband - you raised him well! If you could see into the depths of my heart, you would plainly see that special place you fill, for the love for you is immeasurable.

I LOVE YOU, MOM

*this song reminds me of how much God loves me, but also made me think of you, mom...you love me no matter my faults, my failures, my short-comings; you show me love.

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