I’ve written about my fearless mother before. But have I mentioned her incredible strength?
Yesterday morning, my 66 year old mom was out shoveling snow in the cold Upper Peninsula of Michigan. She swiveled to make a turn, but her boot chose otherwise and stayed frozen to the ice.
Apparently, there are three spots that one’s ankle can break. She managed to break all three.
Had that happened to me, I think I’d still be lying at the end of the snowy, icy driveway, crying my way into hypothermia. Not mom. Nope- after hitting the ground, she proceeded to drag herself all the way back to the house, up the stairs and through the front door. She calmly called my siblings to inform them of the fall, kept an eye on the grandson she was babysitting, and waited by the door for my niece to get off the school bus.
As you may well know yourself, a broken bone can be painful. Not to mention three of them. And at her age. But . . . no pain meds for this woman! She refused painkillers the entire day, as she sat around the hospital, waiting for her reconstructive surgery to be scheduled.
I hope that I am able to be so strong, both physically and mentally, in the face of life’s painful struggles. And in the spirit of this week’s holiday, I’m grateful for the symbol of strength that my mother continues to be to me!
Who and/or what are you grateful for this Thanksgiving?
Please share below . . . and enjoy the holiday!
(photo by Victor Bezrukov)