From the second I was born I was already one of the luckiest people in the world since I was born to a mother who was motivated. She worked nights when I was little, teaching English so my brothers and I could have the well-rounded and more expensive education she dreamed for us. Throughout my life I've witnessed her grow and evolve, only recently realizing how astronomical some of her career changes were: from teaching college English, to high school English, to every subject and level, aside from foreign language, in grade school... and then back to school herself for a second master's degree, winding up her career as an associate professor in Chicago.My Mom retired from work this Friday. Congratulations Mom! From living with you for most of my life I know this retirement is, in effect, a graduation. I know you will continue to surprise and inspire me and those close to you with your one-track motivation: your career moves, your deciding to learn yoga, headstands, crow-pose and all. Perfecting bread recipes until a better baguette couldn't be found even in France.... Backpacking the Alps, Argentina, Ireland, Chile and god knows how many other places with Dad. Creating web pages, wikis, and other things I can't describe since I don't understand how they work or how you created them. And always unconditionally and patiently listening, imparting your wisdom whenever it's needed. Willing to sit through hours of implausible worry-stricken scenarios, whatever the topic or urgency, and having meaningful, smart advice that works.
People say you outgrow your parents. To this day I can say that I don't think it's possible. I don't know how you've managed to give so much to those around you and still remain spectacular in your own right. You are surely my role model, guardian angel, unfailing force... How freaking lucky I am and we are to have you among us. I can't begin to imagine the lives you've touched throughout your career in your 40+ years of teaching.
Thank you, thank you, thank you and congratulations Mom!
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