Hats have been a tricky thing for me this winter. I have found a couple that are comfortable and fit well, but this has been harder to achieve than one might imagine. Some are itchy, some are too warm, some are too cold, and some catch on the little bit of stubble left on my bald head. I feel like Goldilocks, which is pretty ironic.
My dear mother has been patient with this process, and has been making hats. She made two from a pattern I found and purchased online, but the first hat was a little small, and the second was just not a good style. Her work is beautiful, and I feel awful that the hats haven’t worked for me. She is partway through a third hat. I bet it will be perfect.
Mom is a seemingly tireless woman whom I admire greatly. How she has found time to make hats in the midst of taking care of her house, her dogs, and caring for my dad, I will never know. This is just how she does.
If ever there were an example of godliness, selflessness, and industry, it is my mother. She will read this and shake her head, making that noise she does when you say something she can’t believe. She has taught me so much in life and I am blessed that she has invested in me all these years. I wouldn’t be the person I am without her.
As a mother myself, I know Mom has felt helpless in my cancer journey. There is nothing she can do to help me be well or remove this difficult thing. She can’t take away the physical or emotional pain. She can’t be here to tend to my physical needs on a daily basis.
But she can make hats. And she can wear her “My daughter’s battle” t-shirt to show her support. Sometimes, she drives me to appointments and has held my hand during at least one painful procedure. To her, I’m sure it doesn’t seem like much. It means the world to me.
Not all girls get to grow up with a mom who loves, cherishes, and supports. I’m grateful and blessed that I did. I’m still growing, and she’s still there.
She opens her mouth with wisdom, and the teaching of kindness is on her tongue. She looks well to the ways of her household and does not eat the bread of idleness. Her children rise up and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her: “Many women have done excellently, but you surpass them all. Proverbs 31:26-29 ESV