Well, I decided to drop some of the wisdom I learned from my mum. I wrote about her on her birthday on my other blog. This, however, is more educational.
1. I learned responsibility from mum. As the oldest daughter of two kids who were latch key kids, I had to be responsible. I started watching my little sister by myself when I was in 3rd grade, I think. By 4th and 5th grade, I was babysitting other babies and small kids for cash. I've been babysitting most of my life and am convinced this is an excellent form of birth control. Kids of all ages pooping, peeing, punching, and whatever else on you and your clothes is not fun. Especially for a teen!
2. I have learned to be strong. Mum has had several kinds of cancers and is missing part of her colon, breasts, and her pancreas (that last was in 2012). She is not letting these things stop her activities. I look at myself and wonder why I am such a weenie!
3. Mum has taught me to love kids and make a difference in their lives whenever I can. One day I was in a local Fred Meyer store (this story is on the other blog,too). It had just opened and I was going to check it out. A woman saw me and asked if I was from Alaska. I was startled (I wasn't wearing anything that shouted Alaska!) and said, 'yes.' Then, the lady asked if I was from Kenai. This really surprised me. Most people think Kenai is pronounced the way Disney promoted it on 'Brother Bear', which isn't exactly correct. I said yes again. The last question had me looking for hidden cameras. She then asked if my mom was Mrs. Egbert. It appears this young lady had mom for a substitute teacher during her infamous root beer experience and I happen to look like mom! (mom subbed a great deal for long periods of time and one year the class she was in decided to make root beer...which exploded all over the place!)
4. Mum also taught me that mom's know EVERYTHING! I had been aware of this as a kid, but it was really brought home to me in High School. Mom went to a Methodist church in town, I went to a Baptist church a short ways from my house, my boyfriend went to a Baptist church between the two. We decided one Sunday to skip church and go on a hike and we told our parents we'd be attending the other church. Monday, Mum asked where we had been. I guess that goes with the villages raising a child.
There are many other things I could add to this, but I won't. I am thankful for the different kinds of lessons I learned from my mum. I wish some of them would have been less stressful than they ended up being, but I survived and grew. I may not have always understood my mum, I still don't, but I always appreciate her. Thanks, Mum.