Happy Birthday, Mom

Today, April 29th, is one of my favorite people in the world’s birthday. She deserves all of the recognition in the world for her selflessness and endless support she gives me. I wanted to write my blog post about you today because I wanted to (attempt) to put into words how much you mean to me.

I’m not even really sure where to start. To be honest, I’ve always considered myself a Daddy’s girl, and still think I am, but these past few years we have gotten SO much closer and I am so happy about it. We never were not close I just feel like it was amplified when I left and I love it. We talk every day and we talk about what’s happening in our lives only three and a half hours away from each other. You are going to Target and buying groceries and I’m just getting back from a long day of classes. These calls are such a great part of my day and I look forward to them.

You have taught me many things growing up but these are a few things that have stuck out above the rest. Some of these are bigger and some are small but they are all important.

Always be willing to help others, even when they don’t ask, and especially when you don’t want to

I have always applied this to things like “unloading the dishwasher without being asked” but I have witnessed it on a much bigger scale these last few years. For example, tomorrow you are driving my car up here to Chicago so I can pack up all of my stuff and drive myself home on Saturday. When someone asks you to pick them up or take them to the airport, do it! They asked you for a reason. Small things that make this biggest difference. You are so selfless and are always doing things to help others before yourself. I am so appreciative that you have taught me this.

Always write thank you notes

Although this may have been one of my least favorite things you made me do, I understand why. I always put it off for as long as I possibly could. After birthdays, my first communion, graduation. There were just so many people! But you would hound me every day until I got those thank you notes out in the mailbox. It always is a nice feeling knowing what you did or gave didn’t go unnoticed. It is also nice to just thank them for coming and showing appreciation that they took the time.

The importance of family dinners

I swear this is why our family is so close. Growing up, with the exception of late night games and practices, you always made us sit down at the table for a family dinner. Every night. We would talk about our day, we would pray for the people who couldn’t be with us, and we would eat our meal. I didn’t think anything of it until I was older and started going over to other people’s houses for dinner and they didn’t always do this. I think it totally had an impact on my view of family and I can’t wait to carry this over to my family in the future.

Don’t let what is out of your control ruin your day

This one has been HUGE for me, especially since being in college. I am a big worrier and so are you. But you have always instilled this in me and I am working on it every day to stop caring about what is not in my control. It’s not easy and takes a lot of practice but I am working on it. I have made so many days so much worse than they need to be because I got so worked up about something that wasn’t in my control. You are the best person to talk to when I am freaking out about something like this and you quickly put me back in my place. Thank you.

Nobody owes you anything 

You and Dad have drilled this in ours heads for as long as I can remember. Bringing up stories about what it was like to grow up with Grandpa Kleck and Grandpa Jonas. Oh I believe it, I promise. Teaching us to work for what we want and earn everything we have has brought on a set of personal goals and values in which I now live my life. I am so thankful you have taught us this. It is so crucial to understand and I am working harder and harder every day to prove it to myself and to you.

Always make your bed

This is a little one, and I definitely don’t always do it, but I always think about when I don’t do it. You have told me time and time again about the importance of making my bed first thing in the morning and I totally agree with you. I’ve even written about it in past blog posts. It’s a little thing that makes all the difference.

How to be the hostess with the mostest

This is something you do so well and make look so easy. You spend days preparing and cleaning the house, making appetizers, and setting out everything until it looks just right. You have the perfect balance of interacting with guests while still having everything run smoothly. The guests are always priority, making sure they have what the need to have a good time and enjoy themselves. I have definitely inherited the love of entertaining from you and can’t wait to host my own parties and get togethers.

Thank you for teaching me these things, I know there are so many more but these are the few that stuck out to me.

I can’t wait to Facetime you today and wish you the happiest of birthdays!
Love you Mama!!!



2 thoughts on “Happy Birthday, Mom

  1. Sherry Yoder says:

    Your blog made me smile the whole way thru while fighting back tears. I was your Momma’s “Nanny” when she was the sweetest Kitsy! So much of what you are sharing definitely reminds me of your Grandma Jonas! Although I haven’t seen your Mom in many years, I am so proud of the woman she has become and so proud of all you have talked about that her and your Dad have taught you! I am not sure how old you were when your Grandma Jonas and Grandpa Jonas passed away. I am so glad your Mom shares stories with you! Your Grandma Jonas was a very special lady to me! Your Mom was blessed to have called Kay Jonas “Mom” just like you are blessed to call Kit Jonas Kleck “Mom”!

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