So much of my learning how to be present with people, to care for people, is from her. And she is way more of a saint than I am -- though she points out that she has a couple decades on me. I am so impressed by her patience and her ability to be gracious and loving even with people/situations that really irritate her. I don't aspire to run myself into the ground quite so much ;) but she really has an impressive amount of energy for doing both the job that pays the bills as well as taking care of people she loves plus unpaid labor like church. (Gee, am I my mother's daughter.)
She reminds me how to be a better person, but I never feel like I'm not beloved and valued just as I am, complete with all my flaws, even the flaws that really irritate her. I am so grateful that I could curl up in her lap if I needed to (and that that is geographically possible) and that I know I could tell her anything and she would still love me.
I love you, Mommy! Thank you for being my mommy :)