People I Admire

I was reading my mom's blog today. I paused reflectively on one of her posts that detailed her appreciation for her parents, and I have decided to do something similar. I would like to write about the people I admire. I am going to strive for two entries at a time- here are the first of many.

My husband.

Brian is an amazing man. He took a difficult childhood and turned it into something beautiful. There is a phrase he uses frequently to sum up his past quite poetically: "You choose to be a victim or a victor. I chose to be a victor." There are people who severely wronged him, and for awhile, I didn't fully understand how he learned to move past it all. I was actually blessed enough to witness the ultimate turning point (and I say blessed because any God-willed change of heart is a blessing to be a part of!). This wounded man was transformed into a loving, compassionate and forgiving man (and by forgiving, I mean forgiving without condition. Amazing! Who can truly claim that? Very few people, quite honestly. I will be the first to admit that I am, quite often, not one of them.). A car accident started the chain of events. We weren't dating at the time, but he told me later that the accident forced him to see his future in such a clear way. He knew he loved me, he knew he had to let go of his past, and he knew he had to not only forgive those who wronged him, but to also love them continuously no matter what. This heart change was obviously a GOD change. He is an amazing husband, father and son; and a friend to many. I think anyone who knows Brian can say that there are so many great things about him... his contagious smile, his crazy sense of humor, his patience, etc. etc. etc.!!!!! I can't even express how grateful I am that God brought such an amazing man into my life. He saved me in many ways, even when I thought I was beyond saving.


My Mother.

The first word that comes to mind when I think of my mother is sacrifice. Other words: humble, loving, kind, nurturing, beautiful (inside AND out!)... the list could go on and on. Now that I am a mother myself, I am beginning to more fully understand the sacrifices that my own mother has made for her children. What is even more amazing is that I know my mom doesn't think twice about sacrifice, no matter the cost; especially when it concerns her family. I have never questioned my mother's love. Even through my teenage years when I appeared to be possesed by some demonic force (grin), she still managed to convey her love- even if it had to be through harsh disclipline. While I never could've imagined it possible while I was still under her roof (another grin!), my mother and I are now best friends.


More to come...