I would be remiss to mention mothers day and fail to mention all the other mothers I had in my life.

Don't get me wrong, my mother taught me compassion, raised me around nature, and encouraged me in every endeavor. My mother was the best mother she could be. When life got in the way she relied on others to teach me. I think this makes me a stronger person and I am grateful for it. Often in high school I was left to my own devices. I am glad I had this chance, and that I was adult enough to care about doing right.

My Grandmother taught me how to be a strong, political, and vocal woman. She nurtured my love of books, art, and anything else that seemed to cross my path. Isn't that what grandmas do? Dinner discussions of politics and life were encouraged.

Liz's mom taught me the importance of hashing out what is on your mind rather than sitting and letting it stew. A successful marriage is one where the cards are on the table. This same woman taught me the value of prioritization. You must do this before this, etc.

Jamie's mom was up and waiting each night when we would come in. I cannot tell you how nice it was to come in from a night out with friends, walk in the door and have someone offer chicken nuggets and ice cream with homemade butter pecan sauce. It was nice to know that someone was waiting.

I have often said I think it takes a village, I know I am greatful to mine.

After hearing a interview on NPR with Amy of Ask Amy, this book sounded alot like my childhood.