What My Mom Taught Me

If you’ve read my blog for a while, then you probably have seen me talk about my mom before. If not, I’ll fill you in. Last year, she suffered two brain aneurysms and almost died.

That was April 23, 2012.

Today, on April 23, 2013, I am overly thankful and seriously blessed to have her in my life. She beat crazy odds-70% of people who suffer brain aneurysms burst don’t even make it to the hospital, let alone survive and recover as though nothing had happened.

Needless to say, my mom is the strongest woman that I know. All 115 pounds of her are tougher than any 210 pound man that I know. She and I have always been extremely close, but watching her fight through that time in her life showed me a whole different side of my mom that I had never known. Every girl deserves a role model in their lives like my mom has been for me.


Watching her work her way through rehabilitation last year as she learned to walk, talk, and take care of herself all over again taught me to be patient and willing when tackling anything in life. It may not be fun and there may be 800 other things you’d rather do, but you have to do what you have to do, and you have to do it well.

She taught me to never give up when timesget tough. While training for my half-marathon, I’ve thought of my mom often. Whenever I get tired, lazy or too hot, I think of her. If she could make it through multiple brain surgeries, a collapsed lung and come out of it as though nothing had changed, I sure as heck can pull it together and finish a run.

She taught me to be selfless and caring. Long before my mom was in the hospital, she taught me to treat everyone with kindness and love even if they are undeserving of it. Even when she was exhausted after hours of rehab a day, she would take the time to talk to me about my day, my life and what was new in my world.  I’ve always admired the way she can look at someone undeserving of her kindness and smile, offering her heart-warming smile and warmth.


My mom taught me that you can defy the odds and prove anyone wrong. She did just that, and doctors continue to be stunned by her miraculous recovery. I do believe in miracles, but I think that my mom helped herself along the way. A lifetime of good karma paid off for her on this day last year, and she is too innocent and sweet to believe that that is why. Well, that is why. I strive to be as good of a person, runner, daughter and woman as my mom day in and day out. I sure am glad that I’m sitting here writing this post today, but I never once doubted that she would be here.  I love you Mom!

What valuable lessons have you learned from your parents?



  1. Swapna says

    I can’t believe it’s been a YEAR since this all happened. I know how grateful you are and you do have a great role model in your life. #girlfriendsforever :-)

  2. says

    What a small world, my father just passed away on Friday from his second one, 10 years after the first which was treated successfully. Extra hugs are always in order! Definitely a strong lady :) Nice to read something happy on the subject, especially this week.

  3. says

    Wow, this left me in tears. I’m so glad you’re mom has made an incredible recovery, and that you were by her side during the most difficult point in her life. Her strength and kindness were clearly passed down to you! I REALLY need to work on my patience, it’s something I have struggled with since as long as I can remember.

    My parents taught me compassion and unconditional love. Sometimes I think it’s a curse being so compassionate, you worry about everyone all the time, but I was always taught to treat others how you would like to be treated. Manners, of course, are closely followed.

    I hope next April 23 you can report that all of her tests, treatments and obstacles are no longer needed – she sure sounds like an incredible woman! :)

  4. says

    What a beautiful post for a beautiful mother! It had me choking back tears. So glad that she was able to recover so well-truly a blessing.
    My parents have taught me very similar lessons. And most importantly to appreciate my health and my BODY-despite not being happy with how it looks.
    My dad had prostate cancer @ 42.. and then it came back after radiation. Now he has had his porstate removed. The only way we found out he had cancer was because he suffered a head injury and they were running tests..a blessing in disguise.
    My mom has chrons disease AND rhuematoid athritis. The amount of drugs she is on and surgeries she has had makes me so appreciative to wakeup each day HEALTHY. It is a gift we all need to cherish.
    Hope you and your mom celebrate an amazing anniversary :)


  5. says

    This is a truly beautiful post, Claire. <3 I'm teary-eyed! Your mom sounds like an incredibly courageous woman, who refused to let illness damper her huge heart; who persevered even though the odds were against her; who continued to love BIG even when she was in pain. Wow, what an inspiration–for ALL of us. Thank you so much for sharing her story; it's a testament that a a positive outlook can be even more healing than traditional medicine.

    Like you, I'm really close to my mom. She's taught me how to love unconditionally, which I believe is the most important thing we can do during our lifetime.

    Huge hugs! <3 xoxo

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