I never write about my mother, there is a reason why, as she says, I run my mouth too much. I do tend to be verbose, and repeat myself at times, but I am not one for gossip, slander or idiocy through talk, I left those bad habits behind long ago, once I grew up. I am however honest to a point of brutality, I am not afraid of conflict, and I won’t shy away from calling someone out on their bullshit, maybe this is what she means?
I told you the things I have learned from my dad, now I will tell you what I have learned from my mom.
Ironically, I learned to speak up, speak my truth, speak with truth from my mom. She may not always say kind words or nice things about people, but I learned that speaking the truth is vital for myself, and for the success of any relationship. It is the foundation of communication, and I endeavor to be the best communicator I can be.
Looks, are skin deep. My mom once told me, in one of my uglier phases of life, that one day I would grow up to be more beautiful than the two prettiest girls I knew. At the time, I understood she meant that about my soul, and she was right, without internal beauty, outward appearances are irrelevant. It doesn’t matter what I weigh, how many diets she put me on in my young life to help me lose weight, as long as I foster the inside, I will always be beautiful.
My mom taught me to be myself, no matter who might hate me, who might judge me, or who might think poorly of me. If I am working to embody the best version of me, then the people I surround myself will also be amazing. I truly have whittled down my interactions lately, to only people for my highest good. This decision has caused me to miss out on some things, but did I really miss out? No, I made better choices for me, and I am better for it. I would not change a thing about me, I like myself, and I do not care if others do.
I share my gifts with close friends and formerly with clients too. I am a very intuitive person, and my mom is a large credit for that. She is also very insightful, I believe it is largely genetic, but I have had some friends tell me it is a woman’s intuition. I found this aspect of myself in a healing modality type of work, to be very beneficial to others, as well as to myself. This has backfired on me a few times, but mom prepared me for that as well. I still have to trust my instincts and the information provided to me.
I think my responsibility to my family, was an example I saw from dad, but definitely my mom too. The way they differed was good for me to witness, to draw from in my own life, to adopt as parts of my brand of responsibility. Mom always made sure we were taken care of, accounted for, and we never wore hand me down shoes. This was a big thing for her from her impoverished youth.
My mom worked very hard in her life, to get to where she is. I admire this the most about her, and this is probably the thing I try to emulate most. I am hoping to start on a second career soon, and I will need to draw from this example she set. If you want your life to change, you have to work hard at it. I will add in working smart too, so it should be a winning blend.
Lastly, my mom taught me to use my words most effectively. I will tell someone that I don’t know, something kind, I am not afraid to look foolish, I will tell someone what I love about them, I treat each moment like it could be the last, and I would hate to miss an opportunity to say how I feel about someone else, to them. I use my communication skills to try to seek resolutions and to end conflicts quickly, effectively and with as little harm as possible.
It is because of my mom, and her influence on my life that I write so much. So if you see her out and about, and you enjoy what I write, please tell her as much. Thank you mom for being such an inspiration, and for helping me to become who I am.