The other day, I was sitting in the small crowded room for our three year olds school presentation, when he came out onto the stage, I noticed he was looking for me. He wanted to know if I was there. In his own little three year old way he wanted to know if he could count on me. He wanted to know if I cared. He wanted to know that I had his support. He wanted to see my familiar face in the crowd in order to muster up the courage to perform (he’s our shy one so he really didn’t do much but look up and smile.).
As I sat there I had a flashback of my childhood performances. I remember the moment I went on stage, I was always looking for your proud momma face in the crowd. In public, you’ve always come across reserved and serious but when we were performing on stage for you (it was always for you), you lit up. Your eyes had a glimmer of sparkle as if you were watching us receive the Nobel Peace Prize but in reality we were just singing off tune or nervously reciting a short sentence on stage. But the rare sparkle in your eye told me you were proud of us.
That flashback filled my heart with joy. I was moved to tears because I was reminded of your sacrifices for us. Always rushing to make it to our performances whether it was day or night, so that we would know that you care. Frantically, trying to figure out a way to get to our school event because you didn’t drive, so that we would feel supported and loved. Coming up with creative ways to make our costumes because we didn’t have money to buy something new.
Thank you, mami!
But “thank you” or
“Gracias” are too short of words to fully encompass the love and appreciation I feel for you. I can’t even begin to fathom the countless sacrifices you’ve made for us that have gone unrecognized. If I only knew…
But I do know, that your love has touched my life in so many ways:
Your courage has made me fearless.
Your strength has been an example to me, that life is hard but we can’t give up.
Your love for God has guided me, encouraged me and most of all left a deep desire in my heart to follow your example.
Your wisdom even now as an adult overflows into my life.
Your commitment and forgiveness for dad even in the midst of the most trying challenges has been an example of sacrificial love.
Your silliness that you reserved only for your children still always made our day. Dance parties in the living room. Silly songs at bedtime. And though you’re quiet, your belly laugh always fills the room with joy.
The countless times I found you on your knees praying for us. Your prayer life is something I long for.
Mami, your inner and outer beauty, your strength and love–fill my life even to this day. Gracias!
But rest assured, the endless sacrifices you’ve made for us (even the small ones I have no idea about) guide my life and will echo into the lives of your grandchildren, and their children… for generations to come.
Te quiero mucho! Espero que estas palabras sencillas le de una pequeño idea que su amor ha tocado mi vida en muchas maneras…
My mother never finished school but she’s one of the wisest women I know. The wrinkles through the crows feet around her eyes all have a story to tell of her courage, strength and faith.