A few extraordinary points about my own mother:
- A petite, beautiful blonde, she started her career... in the military... as a welder.
- She is the most creative, optimistic problem-solver I have ever met. She always believes there's a solution, and she doesn't say "can't."
- Though an avid reader, she's a skilled member of the learn-by-doing camp. She loves getting her hands dirty, whether it's gardening, remodeling, or some other blend of craftsmanship and hard work.
- She cleans up exceptionally well. I realized recently I've inherited many of my sartorial preferences from her, particularly in the workplace.
- I've lost track of the number of different apartments/base housing units we lived in while I was growing up, but she made each of them beautiful. On a shoestring budget. (She was also a fiercely committed provider.)
- Though some mothers are very jealous of their child's affections, she was constantly putting kind, supportive adults in my life.
- She's an excellent writer, and she's a particularly faithful correspondent. She still uses paper and pen, too.
- She's very, very funny, and she laughs hard, which is great fun. (Side note: Dave tells me that our laughter in stereo can be terrifying.)
- She's very insightful in situations she has some distance from. She uses this both to give wise counsel, and sometimes just to give abundantly.
- She's passionate about defending justice-- whether it's poverty in Africa or a teacher being rude to a student, she's ready to lead the charge.
