This past month in Ecuador I learned that I am way more like my mom that I’d like to admit. My whole life I’ve been a daddy’s girl and because of that, I’ve assumed that I was just like him… Well it turns out I was wrong. I am my mother’s daughter.
I am task oriented. I see something that needs to be done and I do it.
I have a high work ethic and will bust my butt at anything I put my mind to.
I serve my teammates whether they asked for it or not.
I prioritize completing tasks before letting my fun and joyful self come out.
If others forget to do their part I’m there to take over.
These all might sound like great things that I do, but it can be exhausting. It can make me bitter. It can turn me into a control freak. It can make me feel like the fun side of me is stifled. These are all things that I often put on myself.
And these are all thing that I’m sure my mom has felt multiple times while raising me. Although her heart is generally in a better place than mine is, I’m sure it wasn’t easy being the task oriented parent. I am not only so much more appreciative of all she has done for me growing up, but also taking a chapter out of her book and choosing positivity. Seeing the gift that service is and making sure my heart is in the right place.
I’ve learned that sometimes you have to let go of control. Sometimes you need to trust others. Sometimes you need to let others fail so that they learn for next time. Sometimes you need to ask for other’s help and then actually let them help you.
So here’s to you mom. Thank you for serving me and keeping our family on track even when it wasn’t fun. Thank you for passing down your hard work ethic and go getter attitude. Thank you for always keeping things moving. Thank you for the times you’ve let me fail so that I could learn and grow. Thank you for trusting me.
Even though I don’t always do it right and it can be hard work, I’m proud to be my mother’s daughter!
