By Joanna Fuchs
Mom, you're a wonderful mother,
So gentle, yet so strong.
The many ways you show you care
Always make me feel I belong.
You're patient when I'm foolish;
You give guidance when I ask;
It seems you can do most anything;
You're the master of every task.
You're a dependable source of comfort;
You're my cushion when I fall.
You help in times of trouble;
You support me whenever I call.
I love you more than you know;
You have my total respect.
If I had my choice of mothers,
You'd be the one I'd select!
Moms are the reason that any of us are alive, but like... for real. They do so much for us and revel in the payment of a hug. They wreck their bodies to give us life. They trade sleep for late night feedings that eventually turn to worry as babies become teens. They trade in all their "pretty things" for a life of "comfort clothes" so that they dress us in the best (and still pay the bills). They spend their evenings criss-crossing the whole county to make sure we are at practice/meetings/games/ playdates. When someone calls to say they're dropping by, they have the ability to wash dishes, vacuum the living room, and dust while fixing their hair and wiping food off of everyone's faces. They can heal a wound with a smile and kiss and chase away all the bad dreams with a reassuring hug. They slave in the kitchen, coming up with three meals a day for 18+ years, all while fielding the question, "What's for dinner?" everyday! They suffer from multiple tiny heart attacks at any time we put ourselves in any kind of risk-taking adventure. They have the innate ability to know where everything is in the entire house and when it needs to be replaced/refilled. They know that slammed doors and hateful words shouted in anger are a sign that they are doing something right. They believe in us when it feels like the whole world is against you and remind us that we are loved and enough. To say Moms are superheroes is an understatement to what these women endure on a daily basis.
My superhero (mom) is Shannon Fountain. She was a teen mom, trying to figure it all out while getting her cosmetology degree. She started out doing hair in a salon with friends, but hard times forced her to get another job. She never gave up on her dream, perming hair in our kitchen while making dinner for us. Eventually, perseverance paid off, and she got her own salon, Expectations, with hair dressers working for her (all while going through a divorce with moody teens in tow). Years of working with the public, she has built up a loyal clientele. (And, believe me, made it hard for this girl to get away with anything in this town). Her love of her clients made her re-evaluate her location (on the second floor when many of her patrons are older and disabled), and she moved to Mountain City to a more accessible place with ample front-row parking and no stairs. She took in a young intern fresh out of cosmetology school and showed her all the tips and tricks of running a salon.
Now, Laura is celebrating 10 years of her salon opening, giving credit to my mom for helping in her success. Many of us know our moms are superheroes, but when other people think it too.... just validates what you already knew! You are blessed with best!