my momma and me

I would like you all to meet my mother... shelly. (she's the one on the end in the back.) My mom works at a bank. She does exactly what I do all day long—answers phones. However she is actually good at her job (unlike myself.) She and I email back and forth from time to time. Sometime we will talk on the phone while we are at work because we both answer phones all day long so no one can really catch us "slacking" and talking to eachother.

I like her.

She is like the ideal mother. And even more than that, she is becoming one of my best friends. It's really cool. I didn't realize what a blessing she was untill recently. I can tell her anything (quite literally) without worrying about being a disapointment or being judged. She and I are alike in many ways, but different enough that we don't get sick of eachother. She is my hero. She is the type of woman I aspire to be. She is Godly, in love, happy, honest, funny, real, and not only do I love her—I like her. That is important. Any old sap can love someone, but to like someone is totally different.

I don't know what spurred on this blog. Maybe it's because my mom talked me through a few tough situations within the past few days. Maybe I am just realizing what a blessing she is to me. But either way, she is good. I like her.

And you should too.