My mom is such an wonderful woman. I doubt there is anyone out there that can say a bad thing about her (and if they did, I would Chuck Norris roundhouse their skull). As I have gotten older I have realized how lucky I am to have someone like her in my life. Not only is she my mother, but she is my best friend, my confidant, my therapist, my handyman, my cheerleader…the list goes on and on. I doubt anyone else can hold all of those roles for as long as she has without some complaint. Yes, my mother deserves a medal.
Living over an hour away from my parents isn’t always easy for me. I miss being able to run with my dad whenever I want (even if he is like Benjamin Buttons with his running speed). I miss being able to see my hometown friends. I miss not being at home every weekend for Sunday dinner with my 90 year old Grandma. Above all, I miss the non threatening atmosphere that my parents’ house provides. I know I can walk in there at any time and be welcomed regardless of the reason. I also know I can walk in there and receive an honest assessment of my current hairstyle, makeup trend, or outfit (thanks, dad). So when my mother lets me know she is going to come up for an overnight visit, I am instantly happy….it’s like a little part of home takes over my apartment for the brief time she is here.
This week I straight up sucked. I felt like a dark cloud was over my head most of the week. I started the week off feeling like garbage and being upset about some things that were out of my control. I let some homework assignments and technical issues overwhelm me to the point where I am pretty sure I suffered a nervous breakdown. I did not get nearly enough sleep, so I wasn’t an absolute delight for my coworkers. Still, the week ended okay. I went to my first meeting as a member of the Summit Athletic Running Club and made some new friends, one of which accompanied me on a fantastic run through Sand Run Park on Saturday. I made the commitment to join my friend Whitney in Nashville for a half marathon in April and a Polar Bear Plunge in February. I got the most Kate-tastic camera strap for my camera. My friend, Andy, made some positive progress and will hopefully be waking up and leaving Intensive Care soon. And my mother let me know she was coming up for a slumber party!
We are always low key when my Mom comes up…. dinner…some shopping..usually a home improvement project or two…some wine..pajamas on before 8pm…shameless reality tv shows…First Watch for breakfast in the morning. It is always the best. My mom knows how to cheer me up and give me advice when I need it…although this weekend I feel like I needed a little too much advice. Visits with Mom always rejuvenate my soul and my mind. Thanks, Mom, for making my week….you are the absolute best!
Oh, I nearly forgot to mention what else cheered me up this weekend…the purchase of a new pair of Kate-tastic shoes. It was love at first sight, and my feet were really happy with the new addition. See for yourself: