Happy Mother’s Day, From Your Little Sh*t

Show up. Try your best. Tell the truth. And be kind.

While I’ve failed miserably at all of those things, at times, that’s what I’ve found are the most important traits I’ve learned from my mom. If you think about it, that’s everything you need to be a decent person and be successful.

That’s all my mom has wanted for me and my three brothers. Yes, I’m one of four boys and the youngest. And yes, I was tortured by them constantly. Ha! But there’s no way around how much my mom has done for our family.

Bell/Williams Family circa 1988

Our family got together back in 1986 and off we went. Mom, Carl, Aron, Nick, Matt and Me. There isn’t a blog long enough to discuss all the stories we’ve all been through, but I will say it’s been one hell of a ride, to say the least.

Back to Barb and me. She’s been my biggest fan since Day 1 and done literally anything and everything she could possibly do to help me achieve everything I’ve wanted through school, clubs, sports, relationships…You name it. She’s done it. I always remember her being a “home room” mom in elementary or helping with my Boy Scout stuff or taking me to all my sports stuff or taking me shopping to make sure I matched my dates outfit in high school. Ha! Or simply making sure our house was available and welcoming for my friends. That probably meant the most to me. Our house was the gathering spot throughout the years and gave all of us a ton of memories.

One of the things I love most about my mom is how much she gives of herself to others. Always thinking of how she can make others feel welcome or loved. She’s always been involved in church and over the last handful of years has really found a “home” with a couple charities called “Kairos” and “Helping Hands” that are supported through my parents church. Her Kairos group would to go a prison in Texas, every few months, just to talk to those imprisoned. She would organize the food her group would take down to cook for the inmates and developed a few lasting relationships with inmates she met. Helping Hands is a mission in Ft. Worth for homeless to get food, clothing and fellowship. As my mom told me on the phone the other day, “I need people” and everywhere she goes, it seems she’s trying to help those people.

But it hasn’t all been roses and butterflies. Especially because I know I’m not the easiest to deal with. We’ve been at each other’s throats and both said some pretty crappy things to each other throughout the years too. While those times have sucked and I don’t always understand her reasoning for everything, we’ve figured it out and came out stronger and hopefully learned from each other as well.

As much as I love my mom, it’s hard for me to tell her as much as I would like to and I know this blog won’t do it justice, but I can’t thank her enough for everything she’s done for me and our family. So, there’s only one tried and true way to show her…Get her the card of her dreams, of course. I love you, mom.

Published by cpwilliams83

White Pocket Square Enthusiast. Sports dork.

One thought on “Happy Mother’s Day, From Your Little Sh*t

  1. This was beautiful. I can say you are truly blessed. Your mom is beautiful inside and out and loves beyond anyone I have ever met. I have always looked up to her and only hope I could be as great at being a mom as she is to all her kids. A true inspiration!

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