I suppose we all have someone who is the Wind Beneath Our Wings. I suppose most of us know immediately who that person would be. I don't. I think in my 6 decades I have had so many people supplying me with wind to stay aloft that it would be impossible for me to name just one outstanding soul. Except there is one outstanding soul.
She is the person who is always straight with me, if I ask her opinion. She loves me for who I am and appreciates my human frailties. She doesn't expect me to be perfect, but often thinks maybe I am. When I think I will try something new, she encourages me and pushes me to get at it. When I complete a task, she is the first to comment, usually favorably. If I screw up, she's the one to tell me it's okay to fail, you learn from that as well as success. She seldom loses her sense of humor and almost always has a smile for me.
As my first marriage fell apart and I was so afraid to head out on my own with two kids to support and a crappy job, it was she who knew I would be fine. It was she who knew and told me that I would never be alone, I had support if I just reached out for a hand, I would get it. While I was feeling desperate and vulnerable, she believed I would feed my kids, pay my rent and not lose my mind.
I had friends who helped me. I had a sister who helped me. I had a lot of support, but the wind was my Momma. The wind today is my Momma. No one in the world believes in me more than she does. Others give me great support and hugs and all the love I could ever want, but I only gots one Momma and she's a goodun!
Funny thing how life turns. I always say I have no bigger fan than my Momma and most people agree, but the fact is, she has no bigger fan than me. If she is flying today, I hope I am supplying a little bit of that wind.
My roomy, my kids, my sis, my friends...all supply wind from time to time and I hope that I return the favor, but over the long haul, it's the Momma. It's always the Momma. ♥
Madee and her Great-Grandma, my Momma... How cute are they?