A Song For Mama

I’ve been in a sappy mood lately. I’m not sure if it’s the stress I feel from the various things going on in my work and home life, or what, but the need for me to reminisce about the old days, or memories are what’s keeping me grounded. And a good cry now and then, never hurt anyone.
Friday was my mom’s birthday. I love my mom. She is a humongous help to me and my family as she watches my kids on Mondays and Fridays, which is an even bigger help on our wallets (as Mondays and Fridays are days you still have to pay for in daycare, even if it’s a holiday). Aside from being out main care giver on those days, she’s my best friend.
Growing up, my mom was always the “cool mom”. She was pretty hip with her fashion choices, was young and relatable and swore like a trucker! (that sounds bad, but I attribute my potty mouth to her. Sorry mom!) I may, at times, have been embarrassed by her candor, but it was that direct, take-me-as-I-am attitude that I have grown to admire. And, proudly, emulate. She was always on the PTA, and made things happen. She was home for us when we needed her, going back to work full time only when my brother and I were in school full time, but she was always available, no matter what.
She taught me to stand up for myself and for others, not to take any BS, and to fight for what I want. She also showed me what it was to have a good relationship, an awesome marriage, and how to be a great mom.
I think somewhere at about (read: EXACTLY) the moment my Little Bird was born, her strict parenting guidelines went out the window for the new I’m a cooler, mushball grandmother rule-book. And although I don’t recognize her sometimes, as she’s letting my kids eat popcicles for breakfast and cookies for dinner, I know in her head she’s not intentionally trying to upset me, but trying to enjoy every single, solitary moment of grandparenthood.
Regardless of how upset she makes me with the things she lets my kids get away with, and how little she used to let me and my brother get away with, she’s still herself. She is true and loving and giving and the best mom I could have ever asked for. And for that, I dedicate A Song for Mama by Boys II Men, to her on this Musical Monday.
(Footnote: I’m sorry for any tears I cause to be shed, two weeks in a row, by my Musical Monday selections. I hope to bust out of the sappy funk soon.)
A Song for Mama
by: Boys II Men
You taught me everything
And everything you’ve given me
I’ll always keep it inside
You’re the driving force in my life, yeah
There isn’t anything
Or anyone that I could be
And it just wouldn’t feel right
If I didn’t have you by my side
You were there for me to love and care for me
When skies were grey
Whenever I was down
You were always there to comfort me
And no one else can be what you have been to me
You will always be
You will always be the girl in my life for all times
Mama, mama you know I love you
Ooh you know I love you
Mama, mama you’re the queen of my heart
Your love is like
Tears from the stars (yes it is)
Mama, I just want you to know
Lovin’ you is like food to my soul
Yes it is, yes it is (ooh), yes it is, yes it is, yes it is
You’re always down for me
Have always been around for me even when I was bad
You showed me right from my wrong (yes you did)
And you took up for me
When everyone was downin’ me
You always did understand
You gave me strength to go on
There was so many times
Looking back when I was so afraid
And then you’d come to me
And say to me I could face anything
And no one else can do
What you have done for me
You’ll always be
You will always be the girl in my life (ooh)
Mama, mama you know I love you
Ooh you know I love you
Mama, mama you’re the queen of my heart
Your love is like
Tears from the stars (yes it is)
Mama, I just want you to know
Lovin’ you is like food to my soul
*Bridge*
Never gonna go a day without you
Fills me up just thinking about you
Could never go a day without my mama
Mama, mama you know I love you
Ooh you know I love you
Mama, mama you’re the queen of my heart
Your love is like
Tears from the stars
Mama, I just want you to know
Lovin’ you is like food to my soul
Ooh, yeah yeah You are the food to my soul
Yes you are, oh

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