Fearless, selfless, persistent and loving are just a few of the words that come to mind when I think about my Mom. At this point in my life, I don’t quite understand the mother/child bond (from a parent’s perspective), as the closest thing I have to a child is a two year-old orange tabby cat who gets separation anxiety when I close the bathroom door. But I’ve caught a glimpse of this maternal/parental feeling when I held my newborn niece for the first time, so I’m trying my best to “get it” when it comes to that feeling.
Fearless: My Dad’s decision to flee Poland during the latter stages of the Cold War put my Mom in a tough spot. Suddenly she was faced with navigating an unfamiliar world, spending time in an Austrian refugee camp (while my Dad looked for work in the U.S.). On top of all that, I was a sick kid. I can’t even begin to imagine what that was like for her.
Loving: I had a conversation with my mom this past week where she told me she was proud of me for keeping it together through my divorce. She told me that most people would have folded and given up and she applauded me for creating a vision, sticking with it and seeing it through.
I’ll be honest, when things were dismal, I didn’t want to talk to anyone, and I’m sure the people around me could sense my frustration and confusion. I’m sure it was obvious in my tone and I’m willing to bet it pushed some people away so they’d give me some space to reflect and get it together.
It’s in these times where despite me unintentionally pushing people away, I actually needed them to be there more. I can count on one hand the number of people that were truly there during the “war of my life”… my Dad, my Sister and two of my best friends. But my Mom took on this battle as if it were her own. Day after day, she’d call to see how I was doing, offering encouragement and support and telling me “everything is going to be okay, you’re smart and you’re young”. There were days I didn’t believe it, but her persistence was beyond valuable and appreciated.
Selfless: Looking back, not only did she give birth to me, but she also gave birth to SVGCuts and consequently, to Dreaming Tree. In 2008, Mary and I were both between jobs and trying to figure out how to escape the hustle and bustle of corporate America. Mary and I’s vision for what we wanted to do for a living was already in the artistic ballpark, we had a pretty good idea of what we wanted to do, but my Mom’s gift eventually cemented it. That Christmas my Mom gave Mary a Cricut Expression, and as they say… the rest is history.
To this day, she’s one of the most active members of the Dreaming Tree community and is always giving me status updates on the site’s growth (Thanks, Mom…you know I pay attention to that stuff, right? You don’t have to tell me how many Facebook followers we gained everyday, but I won’t stop you because it’s cute. LOL). And I’m sure many of you have received feedback from her when you post pictures of your projects.
If altruism is possible, she’s living proof it exists. Sure she gets a kick out of bragging about her kids, but what mom doesn’t? Deep inside, I know that she didn’t sacrifice all that time and energy for some selfish reason. My heart knows, FOR A FACT, when it comes to her kids, her actions are completely 100% selfless and I admire her for that. In a world that can be so confusing, hateful and full of twists and turns, its nice to know that Mom is there to balance it out with unconditional love. Love you, Mom.
Happy Mother’s Day to all you Dreamers. I’m sure you all share similar stories and would do anything for you kids. You are truly loved and appreciated.
Love and Gratitude,
Dreaming Tree Founder and Photographer
P.S. To all my Dreaming Tree moms who have adopted me and have been there for me, I love you all too! I’ve heard your stories of love and sacrifice and think you are all amazing too. I think I have at least two adopted moms in every US state. 😉