Denise DuBois: Celebrating my mom on her birthday

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Yesterday was a very special day. It was my mom’s birthday. We got to celebrate her this week and will probably continue celebrating this weekend with family and friends.

There is so much my mother has done for me in my nearly 32 years. Even aside from the normal “mommy things” of raising me and giving me a loving home, she has gone above and beyond. She has shown me what a caring, helpful woman looks like. So I’ll let this column be a tribute to her kindness.

You can’t leave my parents’ house without my mother giving you something to take with you. Maybe it’s food, but it’s probably something from her “Yellow Room.” That’s the room where all her yard sale finds end up, just waiting to be used or taken by guests. Friends or family, my mother offers something to everyone. I’ve learned that I have to tell her I’m leaving 15 minutes before I actually need to, because as soon as I say it, she says, “Wait! I need to give you something.” She then finds odds and ends that she’s bought for me or asks if I need whatever she points to.

She listens to everything you have to say. I’ve talked her ear off on the phone about weight lifting or how things are going at work, and this sweet woman just listens. People come up to her after church services, and she stands with them for 30 minutes listening and talking about whatever their needs are. She asks questions and is truly interested in what you have to say.

Don’t tell her you have a need, because she’ll do whatever she can to fill it. She and her Sunday School class packs hundreds of Operation Christmas Child boxes every year because someone told her of the need.

Proverbs 31 shares of a wife with noble character. I’m not going to share the entire proverb, but I did pull some verses that really fit my mother: “She sets about her work vigorously; her arms are strong for her tasks. She sees that her trading is profitable and her lamp does not go out at night. She opens her arms to the poor and extends her hands to the needy. Her husband is respected at the city gate where he takes his seat among the elders of the land. She is clothed with strength and dignity; she can laugh at the days to come. She speaks with wisdom, and faithful instruction is on her tongue. She watches over the affairs of her household and does not eat the bread of idleness. Her children arise and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her.”

I pray all of you have a mother figure in your life who is just as wonderful as mine.

Mom, I hope you’ve had a phenomenal birthday, and I promise I’ll stop saying you’re older than you really are.

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