I try not to talk about my mom much in my journal (because it's just not nice to broadcast the lives of others onto the internet) but my mom is really great. When I tell people my life story I can't really do it without talking about my parents, whose influence made me who I am. I'm not sure that I would have been an engineer if it hadn't been for my dad. I'm certain that I wouldn't be writing about that journey here if it hadn't been for mom. She'll probably be upset if I say on here that she taught me how to write effectively, because my journal really isn't a place where I write effectively (or spell correctly, as she likes to point out), but she taught me to organize ideas and get my voice to come through when I write. She also taught me how valuable education was, especially for women, who needed so much determination to get the opportunities I have today. There are incredible differences between how women of her generation grew up and how women of my generation grew up. She got me interested in stories of early feminists who fought for our right to vote, but I also learned a lot from stories she told of her own life. I realized that feminism evolves, and every generation of women has its unique set of heroes. Mom was one of mine. She's been horribly neglected for the last ten Mother's Days or so too, because this time is always finals week, the end if track season, the time to move kids home from college, and all those other excuses. It's not fair, but it's how things have worked out.
Anyway Mom, thanks for being you. I love you and will spell check this journal entry to prove it.