I have another blog www.gridirongrannyfootballfanatic.blotspot.com that is used for my author platform. Yesterday's topic was to describe our hero, real or one we use in our fiction. This is what I wrote:
Step three on a current writer's Blog Hop calls for us to provide a character sketch of our hero, be it real or one from a novel we've written.
I've not written a novel yet, in fact, I'm just now venturing into fiction, but even if I had, I would still select my true life hero...whose bed I'm sitting next to right now, waiting for Jesus to call her home... my mom.
This incredible woman is the epitome of selflessness and unconditional love. She reached out to many people in need during her life, and sacrificed a great deal to make sure her family was happy and healthy. She stood by my dad throughout his military career, making a home wherever we were living, be it England, North Africa or stateside.
What truly makes her my hero is her steadfast faith in God and ability to forgive. You see, she ended up with me. In my late teens I turned away from God and ventured into a life of promiscuity and alcoholism for twenty-five years. She suffered a great deal, having to deal with my antics and the cruel (albeit true) gossip of a small town. Being a Christian woman with high morals and values, my actions devastated her but not once did she close the door, even when I demeaned and maligned her.
It took many years before I reconnected with God, sobered up and became the woman I am today and I credit God and my mom for that. He never left me, nor did she.
As I sit here watching her, hours on end, I see a woman who not only gave me life, but saved it as well through her endless love and forgiveness. She has definitely earned a special place in Heaven and all I can say is, " Mom, you fought the hard fight and were victorious. Rest well - and know I love you more than words can express."
An unsung hero is Michael. He has put up with my full range of emotions throughout like a champion. He's held me, dried my tears and spends time with mom in the morning before work and when he gets home. He also been picking up dinner almost every night (we're not cooking much these days), on his way home from work. I am truly blessed to have such a wonderful man in my life.
A cute thing happened last night. Coco jumped up on the recliner, looked at mom and jumped over to her bed, checked her and laid down. I've posted a picture...but out of respect for mom, I cropped it. I thought it was precious....
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| Mom and Mike |
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| Coco keeping watch |
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