Mommy Taxi Contemplations

by Sherry Riter in Alyssa,Memory


I don’t consider it an interruption at all.

Since Alyssa was sick last week and missed so many days of school, she had to stay after today to make up work. Of course, that meant her regular transportation wasn’t available. I left work and did the Mommy Taxi thing and then went back to work.

That’s what got me thinking…

I’m so thankful for:

  • A job that affords me the opportunity to take off of work for my daughter when she needs me.
  • Transportation that gets me from point A to point B.
  • All the people that have car pooled or given Alyssa rides over the years.
  • The education Alyssa has received by people who have dedicated their lives to teaching children.
  • The health I needed in order to perform my many labors.

I could end that list, but then again the most important of all is not on it. I am most grateful for the opportunity to be Alyssa’s mother. Not just “a” mother to “a” child, but the experience of being “Alyssa’s mother” has made my life feel complete.

Being a parent has helped me become a better person and I think anyone who takes molding a child’s life seriously will agree. Parenting provides a perspective from an unselfish point of view. It is a role where all the labors performed go unpaid and mostly unnoticed for many, many years and definitely not fully appreciated for the same amount of time. Yet, no recognition for these sacrifices are expected. All I have wanted in return is to be loved back.

Love is a powerful motivator.

Parenting is the ultimate test of unselfishness and loving.

As I pulled in front of the school, I still had my big hooded coat on with the scarf tied around my neck. The sun was shining brightly through the windows of the car and the temperature was quite warm. I had been so lost in thought that I hadn’t even noticed the extra clothing.

As Alyssa walked to the car with her white blond hair blowing in the wind, my heart filled with gratitude and love for this wonderful young woman that has occupied so many of my thoughts, plans and emotions for the past eighteen years.

It is beyond all understanding how I can feel so much love for another human being. Being able to pick her up from school today was a privilege and honor. The words “interruption” and “sacrifice” never entered my mind. Sitting next to her as we talked and laughed was the highlight of my day.

Alyssa, my dear daughter, I love you so very much. Thank you for the wonderful moments in your presence today. You are delightful and I enjoy every second of being your mother.

Just thought I would tell you again in case you’ve forgotten the last billion times I’ve said it.


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Sherry Riter is also known as The Redhead Riter. Sherry is witty, intelligent and addictive as she writes about cooking, family, marriage, failures, blogging tips, art, humor, inspiration, travel, PTSD and aging. Her goal is to inspire, motivate, educate and to make her audience laugh. Sherry embraces being a redhead and helps others to see the redhead point of view…"In some eras redheads were worshipped while others thought us witches. Personally, I like the former and think every day is 'Love a redhead day!'" She can also be found on Facebook, Google+, Pinterest, StumbleUpon, Linkedin, tweeting as @TheRedheadRiter and you can subscribe to her free blog feed.

{ 6 comments… read them below or add one }

1 Leslie March 2, 2011 at 11:54 am

Beautiful story – beautiful daughter – beautiful blog.. 🙂


2 Mom of M&Ms March 2, 2011 at 12:41 pm

((( sigh))) Beautiful! PErfect words from a loving mother to her loving daughter!


3 Crown of Beauty March 2, 2011 at 1:55 pm

Red, how precious are the words you have written here for your daughter. Times like these will never come back, and I am sure that the love she has felt from you is forever etched on her heart!

She radiates with beauty, too…

For some reason, I am at your blog again today, and this post has truly touched me this evening.

Blessings on your day, dear Red.



4 TJ March 2, 2011 at 6:33 pm

It is only when a childs children grow up that you as a mom are treasured. That all the taxi rides, the meals, clothes, food, clean home, and the fun. The times you drag your self our of bed to take them to church, so they can have balance. The nights you get out of bed and drive to six flags to get them seems so small today. No sacrifice, just love and that is what you hope they learn from all you did . That they are loved and that you would of done anything for then and their happiness.



5 Lori March 3, 2011 at 2:19 am

You just put in words, very eloquently I might add, what I feel in my heart and soul every minute of every day about each one of my children.

Being Mom is the BEST!


6 Penny March 9, 2011 at 12:00 am

This almost made me cry! Love your mother heart.
What a beautiful daughter you have


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