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Because Sunday is Mother’s Day, it’s a perfect time to share a few things you may not know about my mom.
Everyone who knows her knows she’s a great cook with artistic style and perfect penmanship, a trait I did not inherit from her.
But she’s much more than that.
In her youth, Mom was a good athlete. She was a cheerleader at Elizabethtown High School and often could be found around her neighborhood playing baseball. In fact, at one point in her childhood, she wanted to be the first female Major League Baseball player.
She also loves music, all kinds. She never dreamed of being front and center on stage. Because she loves harmony, her dream was to become a backup singer for some of her favorite groups in the 1950s and 1960s. She doesn’t read music but can hear a song and pick out the harmony in an instant.
As a child, she also loved theater, sometimes putting on shows in the backyard. She loves musicals and still remembers seeing Mary Martin fly onto her television screen in “Peter Pan.”
Because of her love of musicals and movies, she also dreamed of becoming a character actress. Her favorites are not always lead roles but the person taking on a personality and a character that makes them stand out.
Another little-known fact about my mom is that she always wanted to be a Rockette. In November, she finally got to see them dance at the Grand Old Opry in Nashville.
While she might not have reached these lofty goals, that doesn't mean they didn’t make an impact on anyone.
Mom passed her love of music on to my brother and me. I remember as a kid she would go to town every Thursday and we would come home to find cassette tapes on our beds she picked up while we were at school.
Sometimes we would sit in the living room and listen to her old 45s. I still can remember sitting on the floor of my bedroom as she told me which songs I wasn’t allowed to listen to on the “Grease” album.
Her love of music may not have led her to become a back-up singer or to perform on stage, but it created a love of music in her children.
As for drama, I love the theater and film. We try to make it to a musical each year and this year we will see her all-time favorite, “West Side Story.”
The love of seeing a story told in dramatic form is another thing she passed along to her children because we both love movies. I wouldn’t be an obsessed “Star Wars” fan if she hadn’t taken me to see it.
She may not have dreamed of being an author but my mom also read a lot when I was a kid. This had to have had an effect on a budding writer. She not only read books for herself but she read to us. Two in particular remain on my favorites list. The reason they are so great is because she didn’t just read them, she read each character in a different voice. One was “Horton Hatches the Egg” and the other was “The Monster at the End of this Book” featuring Sesame Street’s Grover.
I can close my eyes and still hear the voices of the characters she used reading these books.
Because of these things and much more, Mom fostered a love of creative things in our home. From my brother’s art skills to my ability to tell a story and sing, those traits come straight from mom.
For these reasons and many more, Mom, you’re the best. Who else has a mom who could hit a wicked line drive, sing every Elvis song ever written, play characters in skits at church that embarrassed us when we were younger and make a mean Strawberry Delight dessert?
Only you, Mom, and I love you for it.
Becca Owsley can be reached at (270) 505-1741 or email@example.com.