“How’s your Mom doing?”

I was driving to work this evening, taking bites of the most delicious egg plant parmesan I’ve ever had, knowing my kids were safe with my Mom on an end of Summer frozen yogurt run. My heart is full of gratitude.

My mom does so much for our family. All five of us kids, though we are grown and moved out of the house keep her very busy. Mom is always willing to lend a helping hand, watch the kiddos, answer a call, or spoil the grandkids.

Last week she kept our dog Betsy while we were on vacation. Tonight she’s keeping my boys overnight because Craig has to do chores in the morning. She’s on standby for when this next little baby decides to make his way in the next month. Tonight she made my sister and I supper (the most delicious egg plant parmesan) before we left for night shift. She made sure my kiddos get to Sunday school on weekends that I work. She’s the first person I want to call with good news and bad news. She’s the one who listens to all of my crazy ideas, tries all of my new recipes, is always up for a froyo run, and answers our phone calls 10 times a day.

Last night we were at a wedding. I was with my brother Karl, my mom, and my husband Craig. My belly aches today from laughter. Not only is she the best mom a girl could ask for, she’s a great friend to us all. I’m scared I don’t appreciate her enough, that there aren’t enough words to tell her how much she means to our family.

When I’m out, people ask, “Hey Kalissa, how’s your mom doing?” I can detect an undertone in the question, like they are really asking a much deeper question. I joke to myself, well what are you referring to? The reoccurring cancer? The fact that her husband died rather suddenly from lung cancer?

Well, here’s my answer: My mom is the bravest woman I’ve ever met. She has faced such adversity in these past few years. She has every right to feel defeated yet she remembers her husband with a smile and a happy tear. She’s grateful for the extra time another round of cancer treatment has given her. She has taken the lemons and made the lemonade.

Their anniversary was July 26th. They would have spent 36 years together. It’s always awkward knowing what to say when people come across anniversaries and mile stones after the loss of a loved one. This year, I knew exactly what to say. I typed a very simple message that morning, “Dad would be so proud of you.” I meant every single word. Dad would be so proud of her, I’m so proud of her.

So cheers to one hell of a woman, mother, grandma and friend. We love you to the moon and back.

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5 Comments

  1. Janet Orr
    August 22, 2022 / 10:30 am

    Wonderful post! You were blessed with a wonderful mom. Not only to her family, but so many others. But she is also blessed – you kids are such a joy and a help to her.

  2. Lori
    August 22, 2022 / 1:14 pm

    You are right, Jo is wonderul, and so are you for writing this post.

  3. Elle
    August 22, 2022 / 1:54 pm

    She is the exemplar for making lemonade out of life’s lemons! My Mom has been gone nearly 15 years. I’m so happy for you all that Jo is an amazing presence in your lives AND that you all serve her as well when she has needs.

    An amazing family, that Kramer clan 🙂 Hugs to you.

  4. August 23, 2022 / 5:28 pm

    What a lovely post, thanking your Mum so wonderfully and thoughtfully. You are right of course, she is amazing. I read her blog posts every day and marvel at how she gets through all the adversities that have come her way and still sees the best in everything and everyone. And of course your Mum and Dad have raised five loving, hardworking, family -minded children and are now ( your Dad before he died) helping raise the next generation, their delightful grandchildren.
    God bless you all.

  5. Diane Masschaele
    August 25, 2022 / 10:56 am

    Why am I not receiving your blogs anymore?

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