There are many wonderful things I can say about my mother. I wanted to mention a few that stand out in my mind the most.
She had an incredible work ethic. She worked very hard, single-handedly supporting our family. As a mother myself, I honestly don't know how she managed it all. She often worked 2 and 3 jobs simultaneously, putting food on the table, clothes on our back and a roof over our head. She never asked for a handout and never complained. Her employers were fortunate to have her in their ranks.
My mom was kind to everyone. She was always thinking of others. She was a wonderful friend to so many. She gave so much of herself to others, she seldom had anything left for herself. I can remember one time when she bought a hot meal for a homeless person, and this was how she lived her life day to day.
My mom was a woman of faith who loved God and the Bible. She enjoyed going to church and singing hymns. She enjoyed teaching children's Sunday school, serving as an interpreter for the deaf at church and working as a teacher at a local Christian school. She didn't pay her faith lip service, she practiced what she believed. She never cursed, drank, and tried to stay true to her principles even when it was not convenient or easy.
Not a lot of people knew it(my mom was never one to brag), but my mom had a lot of natural creative talent and artistic ability. She was so creative and skilled at decorating, making crafts and painting pictures. She could take almost any thing and use her creativity to turn it into something beautiful. Art, especially painting, was something she was truly passionate about and she always seemed so happy and at peace when she had the time, means and opportunity to pursue this passion of hers. Unfortunately, she was not often able to persue this passion as much as she would have liked due to the financial burden of singlehandedly supporting her family. I wish that she had had more time and opportunity to do the things she enjoyed most and share it with others.
Last, but certainly not least, my mom was a wonderful grandmother to all six of her grandchildren, including my own 3 children. Even though she didn't have much of her own, she always tried to do something special for her grandkids on their birthdays and on holidays. She was so proud of all her grandkids and wanted nothing but the best for them. I wish they all could have gotten the chance and had had the time to get to know her better.
By:
Cindy's youngest daughter, Maria.