Four years ago today, I almost lost my mom. She was in a snowmobile accident in Chautauqua, New York. She was life flighted to Erie, PA and then came home to Cleveland a couple of weeks later. The night of the accident, I was told her body would be brought home in the morning. But my mom is a fighter and she made it through. It has been a hard four years, there have been many ups and downs along the way, but my mom keeps fighting. She is an inspiration. She hit a tree so hard her helmet cracked (and thank God she was wearing a helmet), she was in a coma, she had to learn to walk again and talk again. There is an almost three month section of her life of which she has no recollection. Still to this day, four years later, she has some harder days. She falls sometimes. She gets frustrated when people have a hard time understanding her speech. But she still keeps trying. She still keeps going.
My mom and I have not always gotten along but she has always been the strongest, most amazing woman I know. I might not agree with every decision she's ever made but she's always made sure I know she loves me more than anything in the world. She even walked me down the aisle at my wedding.
Four years ago, my daughter was not even 6 months old. I thank God every day my mom is still around and has been around to see my daughter grow up and turn into an awesome little girl. And I'm thankful my daughter will have great memories of her Nana.
If your mom is around, kiss her today. Tell her you love her. Hell, remind everyone you love that you love them. You never know which day will be your last.
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