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Happy birthday Mom!

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This is another gratitude post. And this one is a soppy, sappy, love fest for my Mom.

My mom is amazing. If anything, my mom is the poster child for resilience. I have never met anyone quite like Cynthia Gaddin. Except perhaps for my friend Maxine Hearn, whose bravery in the face of the hurdles life throws up at her, reminds me often of the strength my mother has.


My mom quietly gets up every morning and carries on with her life, facing all the same troubles and demons that leave her exhausted every night. 
My Mom gives of her time, her energy and her love to anyone in need. Her daughter (thats me ! ) and both sons have been recipients several times over in the past of her last bit of cash, food, or any other resource that we may have needed along the way. And her grandson is bestowed with everything that Granny could possibly give him in love, attention, guidance, support.  

She has very little herself very often, and yet , she will still give to those that ask. Generous to a fault is my Mom. 

I learned to be strong in the face of adversity from her. I learned to give love to those that hurt me, from my mom. I learned to stand my ground against bullies, and at the same time never allow those bullies to shape me into someone hard and brittle, from my mom. 

I learned from my Mom that financial independence is more important than being rescued by your Prince Charming. Because the right man, will value your strength of character and independance, and will not expect or demand you to change who you are. And 

I learned from my Mom that it takes very little to be kind to people, but I also learned that you should do so on your own terms , and taking care of yourself first ensures that you have a wellspring of energy from which to give. 

So Happy Birthday Mom, - the first strong woman role model I had. I hope you have a fantastic weekend, that my reprobate brothers actually treat you to a something nice this year and wishing I could spend it with you. 

I love you dearly you old duck, be brave, be strong, be blessed. 

Love your crazy daughter. 



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