Mom was born x number of years ago and lived through some of America's wildest times. If ever there was a song in Anthem to her life it would be AM radio by Everclear (amazing band btw. Don't judge them by this one song.) She would probably choose some quite different songs to describe it but this is my blog and she can suck it up.
Some time after college and meeting Jaime in Maryland, and three kids later we come to my memories of her. I remember loving that Mom was a manager at Wendy's when I was young because this meant lots of Wendy's for dinner. Jaime would put all three kids at a table and we'd wait for him to bring us food.
Mom would always come out and talk to us for a while. By us, I mean she'd talk to Jaime while I tried hard to get her attention about the most menial stuff.
During school and such I played soccer and Mom became my coach with my friend Keeley's mom Amy. They lead the team to victory many times but Mom always had higher expectations for me than I was willing to give. She pushed me just as hard as Jaime, to be like Nick was and a mini Pele.
Eventually some big games were won and she was happy and sated and life was good.
Mom was the best mother possible for someone like me. Not many people can put up with my way of living life and my style of talking. Last time I was home from college I was rolled up on the couch talking away while she was on the computer.
Mumsey's a trooper like that. She's handled a lifetime of this and I think me at college is a nice break from it all. But hey there's a strong chance that this is what it's like there now.
Either way, Mom is the greatest ever and this is to her. Thanks bunches and
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