Happy Mother's Day!


Looking back on my high school years (and a lot of my life really) I realize how much my Mom sacrificed to get my brother and I where we are today.  She and my Dad drove us to school, took us to debate tournaments, bought us books, stressed the importance of good grades and have always supported my decisions, some smart like taking an internship in Washington DC and some a little wacky, like dyeing my hair fire engine red. When my UIL sponsor wanted me to throw a debate round so the team could get on the road back to McAllen, my parents put her in her place and stayed with me, where I eventually won my round and advanced to the state level, then they drove me back to McAllen from San Antonio.

mom and us

I probably didn't appreciate it at the time, but my Mom went with me to New York City my junior year of high school.  The year before that she single handedly planned my quinceañera, made my quinceañera dress based on a sketch I did for her on a napkin.  My junior year of high school she made me a floor length, red prom dress based on another napkin design in just three days, because I decided on a whim that I wanted to go to prom.

She shopped with me for college supplies and helped me pick out my first car with my Dad.

Yet I think it wasn't until I lived in San Antonio, and I was on my own, that I really learned to appreciate all the things my Mom did for me.  I consider her my best friend, my inspiration and without her my wedding wouldn't have been as opulent and amazing as it was.  My Mom planned most of the big day, calling vendors, keeping a detailed budget, saving all the important documents in a binder and coordinated everything for the big day.

I wish I had all the money in the world to buy my Mom Chanel handbags and Christian Louboutin heels like she deserves, but instead I hope she'll read this post (since I know she avidly reads my blog) and sees how much I really do appreciate her and how I will always remember all these things she's done for me my whole life.