No matter what, mom, you will always be my superhero."

You know when your little and you don't feel like doing something, but your mom tells you too and then adds that little extra line at the end, "Someday you may even thank me for making you do this...." As a kid you think no way will I ever understand you or why you're making me do this and no way will I ever thank you for it. Well I am here to say that I am repeatedly being forced to eat my words on that account.
For example, when I was little it was a must that I eat my vegetables and try everything at least once. I hated trying things that looked yucky or worse, eating things I knew would make me gag, but now that I am older I have come to see the wisdom behind my mothers words. I now enjoy a variety of foods, I always try everything and I think that this has helped to contribute to my being a well rounded (no pun intended here) person.
I was expected to do other various chores growing up: make my bed, help with dinner, feed the dog, take out the trash, and clean my bathroom and room. These are everyday chores that just about every kid hates to do--especially when they cut in on time spent in the pool or playing hide-and-go-seek with friends outside. But I am so thankful that I know how to clean up after myself, make my own meals and live in a clean environment.
The fact of the matter is I would not be who I am today with out the tender care of my mother.
I am convinced that my mom is super mom! She cooks, cleans, helps with homework, does the laundry and all this after she gets home from treating insane criminals for eight hours a day at a hospital an hour and a half away. My mom gives the best advice, knows when to give it and when to let me figure things out on my own. She has mastered the art of cooking dairyless and eggless for two decades now. She lets me know when I am missed, but understands that I have to strike out and make a life of my own. In essence she is my biggest fan and my best friend roled into one. And I love her for all of it.... for every minute way she loves me and the rest of the family, for the way she makes home feel like home, for the way she showers people with her thoughtful gifts and understanding words of encouragement, from writing notes and putting them in my lunches to driving out to meet me with meals in tow for the next week because I am away at college and haven't had time in the past week to make it to the grocery store.
Everything she does she does in responce to her love for others... that is why I am saying tonight: "No matter what, mom, you will always be my superhero."