Today is the day we honor our mothers. I was in church today and heard one of the most powerful sermons about mothers. The Chaplain pointed out how mothers do so much, sacrifice so much and we often don’t show our appreciation. A lot of times we don’t tell them “I love you” enough. The Chaplain also said that no one is guaranteed tomorrow. So always tell people you love them, especially your parents. Mothers are often there through thick and thin and it takes a lot for a mother to disappear from your life.
My Mom has told me many times that there were times when she didn’t like me, she was scared of me, disappointed in me, and the list goes on. For 30 years, I was not the greatest son. I cussed her out, argued with her, told her I hated her, talked bad about her to others and much more.
Even though my Mom didn’t like me, she always loved me. She still showed up to important events, she was supportive and showed me an immense amount of love. Even though at times, I didn’t deserve it. Even though I treated her poorly, she still bragged and told people about my accomplishments and was proud. She has always told me she was proud of me and loved me. She worried about me and tried to help me even though I never listened.
At this current moment, I am serving a 16 year sentence in prison for some bad choices I made. This hurt a lot of people, including my mother. She was disappointed, shocked, scared, worried and angry. Now my Mom worries about my safety a lot, and I caused this pain.
Even though she experienced these emotions, she still supports me and loves me. She still shows up to visit me, answers the phone, and writes me many letters.
Over the past 30 years, my Mom tried to teach me valuable lessons, but I didn’t listen. It wasn’t until I was hit with a tragedy that I started to learn, listen and change.
I turned my life over to God. My Mom and I have a great relationship now. Better than it has ever been. I know now that just like I honor God, I need to genuinely honor my Mother.
If you’ve never had a strong mother figure, most likely you had a surrogate mother. Like a Step-mother, grandmother, aunt, family friend or cousin. I am blessed with an awesome step-mother who loved me as her own. She still shows up, supports me and loves me. I have also been blessed with many loving grandmothers, aunts, church Moms and cousins. They have all still been there for me. Even though I messed up bad, they still show up, support me and love me.
So I say this in closing… You can never say “I love you” too much. Tell your Mothers “I love you!” and thank them for everything they have done for you.
To my mother and surrogate mothers, “Thank you for everything you have done for me. Thank you for showing up, and I love you!”
Note from Eddie’s Mom: I typed this verbatim. Reading it hurt. But every single thing Eddie wrote is true. If it’s one thing I can say about my son. He’s honest and he’s true to himself. And he’s not the person he was before this tragedy. I love this new Eddie with everything I have in me. And I have never, ever been more proud of him.