An Ode to Mom

I have about 7,000 things to write about, and my series on race will continue after this break post.

Relationships with your parents are complicated to say the least. There’s this sense of gratefulness they gave you life. Then everyone’s had those feelings of, “Oh, I’m this way because my parents screwed me up with the way they raised me!” My parents did a good job, but like all parents they had their flaws. I’m sure my kids will say the same thing about me. Being a parent is a thankless job in a lot of ways. There’s a lot of pain and guilt (maybe that’s because I’m Catholic Lite). But being a parent is also amazingly wonderful. It’s great to see a child you raise grow and flourish.

My mom told my dad to read my blogs on race. “It’s wonderful,” she said, “and all about you. Like Lauren didn’t even have a mom.” Thanks for the guilt-trip, Mom.

I’m sorry, Mom, that I didn’t mention you. You were a constant in my life. Always there. Making delicious dinners–except that nasty chipped ham, talking to me about the birds and bees, and guiding me throughout my life. I remember when I’d come home from nights out you would come up to my room just to talk to me. Those are some of my best memories, of just the two of us. I wouldn’t be the person I am today without your guidance and influence.

And I just really wanted to give you props, because on December 12th, I saw all your hard work for Doug Jones come to fruition. You worked so hard on that campaign. I’m impressed by your persistence, faithfulness, and your ability to push yourself and work hard for something/someone you believe in. You taught me persistence and follow-through pays off. You taught me how to “just do,” even though I’m still working on that. You’re a strong woman and an inspirational person in my life.

I love you Mom.


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2 thoughts on “An Ode to Mom

  1. Ah, Lauren. EVERY mom will love this! My kids are both in their 20s, and I don’t know if either of them will ever have kids–still finding their own way in the universe, but I’m not sure any kid, whether 4 or 40, gets what their parent’s or parents’ love really entails until they have a child of their own. So much taken for granted, and that’s good in many ways because you don’t want them to know what it would be like not to be loved. And yet there are the moments, when under your breath, you mutter, “Just wait. Just wait until you have kids.” 😄

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    • Thanks! When I say that to my kids they say, “Fine, we just won’t have kids.” Except my daughter. She’s going to have 5 kids and they’re all going to be named some variation of the name Rose — Rosalie, Rosabud, Roseabelle, Rosie, Rose2. HA!


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