Weekend with Supermom

My mom, whom I refer to as Supermom is my greatest inspiration, role model, and friend. She is such an example of that phrase she always told me as a kid, "when the going gets tough, the tough get going." Supermom was diagnosed with ovarian cancer October 2010. Statistics show something like less than 6% of those diagnosed with ovarian cancer live more than 5 years (don't quote me). Words can't really express how grateful I am she is here with us and cancer-free now. With lots of bumps on the way, surgeries, lots and lots of chemo, pained back, and blistered feet, Supermom toughed it out, continued working, and living her life. It was as though nothing changed for her. She didn't complain, curse God for her situation, or mope around. My mom, ever my constant cheerleader and the most positive woman, kept her daily routine with morning and evening walks and swimming every morning, on painful blistered feet no less. She even skiied at Lake Mead. What a woman.

She had surgery last week and was hospitalized for 7 days. When she got to come home, I spent the weekend with her, helping her around, cleaning, cooking, and driving her to her errands. Loved it. We had tons of fun. We baked bread and she treated me to a pedicure. We cheered on my niece Reagan at her soccer game, made a scarf, and watched My Fair Lady.

If I grow to be the wife, mother and friend Supermom is, I will be an amazing woman. We didn't always get along when I was younger and immature. How grateful I am for a loving mother who sets an example to me. Supermom has always been there for me in my ups, and especially my downs. It was a neat experience to be there for her in return. Now we are as close as ever, and I don't know what I would do without her. Love you Mama.