Growing up I don’t think it really occurred to me that I had such an amazing and strong mom. She was just, Mama. Provider of food, interesting fun facts, and hugs. I think when you’re little you take those kinds of things for granted. It wasn’t until I was much older that I realized how truly spectacular my mom is.
I’m currently in an age group (19yrs) where most of my peers can’t wait to move out and leave their families. I have several friends who can’t wait to be hours, states, time zones away from home. I’ve never understood that. My mom and I never went through that stereotypical time of teenage discontent.
I am a happy and confident young adult, and I would not be who I am today without the love and support of my amazing Mama.
From raising three children, to triathlons, to starting Mount NitaNee Kombucha, I’ve had a front row seat to many of her amazing accomplishments. Despite her myriad of achievements my mom is ridiculously humble. She’s easily one of the most creative, most accomplished people I know, and yet when you converse with her she’d much rather talk about the most recent article she’s read, or what’s going on in your life than about herself.
You can’t pick your family, and I know it’s not a competition, but I definitely won. Having such an amazingly strong and intelligent Mama has made me a stronger and more confident person. She’s always encouraged me to be authentic and true to myself.