I know its a month after mother's day, but I have to dedicate this to all the hard working women out there who raised this generation (and those who raised them).
I stumbled upon this piece today because it was released by one of my prior employers, Anonymous Content, and I have to say, it brought a huge smile to my face.
We all aren't going to turn out to be Olympic athletes, nor is life a walking Proctor and Gamble commercial, but I think the point comes across well enough. We all couldn't make it without our mothers. They've always been by our side, one way or another, helping us along. Mine never gave up on me, even when I decided to go down the less traveled of paths and chase a career in the film industry. She didn't run when I needed to go to the ER (although she probably wanted to). Her shoulder was the first I could lean on during relationship struggles.
And I'm sure the same goes for all of you out there reading this today. As little as your mothers may have touched your life - or as large, they helped define us and mold us into the people we are today, and I don't think they get enough credit for it.
So from the bottom of my heart and I'm sure from the rest of everyone else's out there, thank you Mom.
It truly is the hardest job in the world.
I cry every time I see that commercial - whoa.
ReplyDeleteWhat comes to my mind, Drew, when I see it? Let's see...dropping you off at Savoy Park before sunrise so you could run...nights sitting on the bed talking about 'stuff'...pasta parties to get you and your team ready before a race or a match...blister bandaids...your fractured leg...seeing you give your all, no matter what...watching the ER doc start to sew you up, without having given you any pain meds...trying to get your tennis shirts clean in the wash after you had worn them at Ultimate Frisbee...smelly sneakers...handing you to a stranger when I thought we were drowning...trusting in your face and your words throughout the Tree Top Adventure...our talking as you made another one of your incredible dinners...crying on YOUR shoulder...watching you with such pride at Disney...watching you with more pride as I attended your film premieres...watching with the most pride as I see the man you have grown into.
I couldn't be any more proud of you, or love you any more, if you were an Olympian, or a Nobel winner, or an Oscar winner. My victory in life? My best personal best in life? My proudest moments in life? YOU.
ieyu, ilys!