Tribute to My Mom

The more we get of something, the less we appreciate it. Or so it goes for most of us.

After (and during) a conversation I just had with my mom on the telephone, I realized how little appreciation I've shown her over the years. I've realized this in small ways before, but this time, I realized it more than I ever have. As a result, I started crying, something I do very, very rarely.

Soon after having me, my mom worked full-time and graduated college at the same time. When I was eight years old and my dad died, she raised me by herself. As I started to excel in sports in grade school, my mom drove me to all sorts of matches and practices 4-5 times/week up until I got my license when I was 17. All the while, she believed in me more than I believed in myself, until finally my confidence was unstoppable in life.

But as is with most things we have a lot of, I rarely appreciated it. Instead I only saw our arguments and differences. Moving forward. I want to be more appreciative and supportive of those closest to me no matter how hard this is. Ironically, I know that doing this will be harder than making the first million or even ten million, but I think it is well worth the effort.

I find it a sad thing that it is often easier to be nicer to a stranger than it is to those closest to us. I want to do everything I can to change this starting today!!