Another Mother’s day approaches with the same question in
mind, what can I give my mother to show my appreciation? Words cannot express
the profound gratitude that resides in my consciousness for this woman. She
sacrificed her most valuable asset to raise five incredible children and one
husband: her time.
Sacrifice has many rewards. The children she has taught and
loved have now become responsible adults who contribute a positive attitude,
and a progressive view of the world to any circumstance we are involved with.
We were taught to view everyone as our family and give them the unconditional
love our mother and father gave us. We
were taught to think for ourselves and stand for what we believe in. Confidence
without arrogance; Education without ignorance; Unbridled Passion for your
individuality; Compassion for the well-being of others; these values and many
more were taught to our family at a very early age.
People who meet my sisters and I are instantly drawn to our
personalities, perceptions, ideas, and attitudes. This can all be attributed to
the nurturing we received from two wonderful parents who complimented one
another so perfectly. Since this holiday is dedicated to the mother I will focus
on her. The role of the mother is the nurturer, and is defined by the Webster
dictionary as follows: “the sum of the environmental factors influencing
the behavior and traits expressed by an organism”. Every “momma’s boy” can agree their mother is
in fact defined by this word. There was a book I once read, (I cannot recall
the name), about a man whose mother would rock him to sleep every single night.
This trend continued into his adult life.
I am now 27 years old. In my short time in this world I have
tried to comfort my chaotic soul in so many ways. I have attempted to calm the
nervous energy causing the overwhelming anxiety that drives me to action
instead of insanity. Nothing has been found since my youth. The comfort and
security of a mother’s embrace can make the most excruciating, painful, and
even most of the embarrassing moments disappear almost immediately. This is why
I can give nothing that would come close to what she has given me.
A friend of mine who recently lost his mother told me everything
good inside of him came from her. Genetics determine who we are. Two people
combined their codes to create me. I know without a doubt in my mind the
sincere compassion and kindness that is the root of my unconditional love for
the people of our species is part of my genetic code because of my mother Ann
S. Lemon. She is an extraordinary person who uses her talents to show people
how incredible they are as well. I love my mother, and I am overjoyed to have
the opportunity to be her son.
Any man with a mother like mine should make sure she knows
you love her. Give her a hug and make sure she knows what she has done for you.
All a mother ever wants to know is that her children are going to survive and
flourish. My mother should know the last seven years of hard work and struggle
are dedicated to her. When I was lost in the struggles with the darkness in my
subconscious mind she was there to help me stand back up, and regain control of
a life that was lost. The stability and happiness I now have in my life is a
result of her unflinching desire to see her son reach his potential. I have
followed Robert Frost’s advice and taken the path less traveled, and if it were
not for the tools my mother had equipped me with I probably would not have
survived the journey. The life I create from here will be a monument to her
love. This is for my mother; thank you, thank you.
I love you mother,
Laron Robert Lemon
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