Mother’s Day

Thirty years ago I married a mother. While this certainly doesn’t make me an expert on them I have learned a thing or two over the years. When I met this particular mother she was raising 4 children while going to school and working. I was riding my bike and running a lot. She was all about other people. I was all about me. That’s a mom for you, though. They will do anything for their kids. Their own interests always come after everyone else’s. t dinner time they always make sure everybody else has enough before they serve themselves. First person in the kitchen, last one out. Moms make holidays special. They stay up late to hide Easter eggs, stuff turkeys, and even if Santa has fallen asleep they are up late filling stockings. They get up early to get green bagels on St. Patrick’s day before the bagel shop runs out of them. Midnight Mass, no problem. Easter sunrise, she’s there. I don’t think anyone sleeps less than a mom. I know nobody gives more. So for all this we give them a day each year. It hardly seems enough. Once upon a time there was something known as a stay at home mom. These days, however, they get to do all these wonderful things after working all day…..or night, as the case may be. Then there’s the single mom, who not only works while being a mom but doubles as dad, too. As if being a mom wasn’t enough….So here’s to all our departments Mothers, you have my respect and admiration not just this day but every day……Tom Precht