In the movie of my life, my mom is the leading light. Omnipresent even when we are miles apart. She is with me every step I take. She taught me I can be everything I want to be. My self-confidence, my passion, my drive. I owe it to my mom.
Without her, I would not even exist. She taught me to be grateful, proud and to love life.
We were lucky kids. We were given lots of freedom but also learned respect. I will never forget my mother telling me: “If you think there are better parents out there. Go pack your suitcase and try them out.” Even those moments, where I knew I had just screwed up, I clearly realized I had the best parents any child could wish for.
Now I am a parent myself, and soon it dawned on me, that my mom’s combination of giving an enormous amount of love but not too much patience is what it all comes down to. That creates room to grow. A huge room but nonetheless with clear boundaries.
Many parents nowadays have become a little too patient with their children. They adore them, which in itself is great, but the kids end up “dancing on their noses” as we say in German. To walk all over them in English.
You want your kids to walk and dance but not all over anyone and surely not on your nose either :-)
I am so grateful for my mom’s recipe. I want to teach my children to walk on their own feet, with their heads up high. Pass on all the things she taught me.
My mom inspires me, believes in me, cheers for me, is always there for me when I need her. We laugh, we cry, we craugh, we hug.
Mom, you are my heroine.
I wrote my very first English poem today. As a little gift, for the best mom I could have ever wished for.
Mom, you are my heroine
