Yesterday, I came down with a nasty case of the flu. It's time like these that I realize how awesome my mom is and how much I take her for granted. My mom and I haven't always been great friends, though recently we've become closer (and more tolerant of each other). However, I am naturally an independent spirit, and it isn't until I truly can't provide for myself that I fully recognize how much I need other people--especially my mom.
My mom is like a shaman, a healer. She has studied natural healing methods and proved them, time and time again. Most families go to doctors and resort to pills, etc., when sickness arises, but she has healed us countless times with her natural remedies.
(Natural, as in using plants and herbs that God intended for healing us; not to be confused with black magic or sorcery. She owns natural teas and uses a lot of Homeopathic medicines and mixes herbs together...I've learned some of her methods but I would like to learn all of them before I move out.)
She is knowledgeable about what foods to eat and what not to eat when one is afflicted with a certain illness. Plus, my mom is Wonder Woman when it comes to the mental courage and the stomach strength to clean up after her children when sickness prevails over them. (I wouldn't want to scrub down the bathroom floor when someone missed the toilet even if it wasn't me who was sick, not to mention when I am the person getting sick all over the place.) Nothing is too gross for my mom: she cares enough for me, and the rest of her 7 children, to wordlessly clean up our messes, wash our soiled clothes, scrub appliances, make cup after cup of tea, and take care of our chores when we are unable to do so.
Now I understand why she's the Relief Society of our Ward. She's one of the most compassionate, helpful, selfless people I know.
Thank you for everything, Mom. I love you.
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