If you’ve ever been around me for longer than 30 minutes you’ve heard me mention my mom. Our relationship is pretty amazing! We talk every day and most days we chat multiple times. Her coworkers know my voice, because I call her office so often. Every conversation isn’t lengthy. We usually save those one to two hour conversations for Saturday mornings (after I talk to my two nieces). She’s a fixer! Yep, she’s my real life Olivia Pope. But the problem with having a mom that’s a fixer is that she attempts to fix EVERYTHING!!!

The year was 2010, and I was in a very weird place. I HATED my job, I was always angry, I was going through a transitional phase with friends, and I was 27 and questioning myself because I had yet to experience a romantic relationship. My daily routine consisted of going to work and being extremely miserable for the 10-12 hours I was there. I would call my mom on my way home and some days cry simply because I was thinking of having to get up and do it all over again the next day. In addition to her listening to me ramble about my dead-end job, she also had to hear me vent about my love life (or lack thereof).

My mom would start sending me jobs she saw here in Nashville (she lives in Minnesota). And what did my very own Olivia Pope do to fix my love life crisis? SHE SIGNED ME UP FOR MATCH.COM! I mean she legit created me a page/profile (whatever it is they call it). First of all, NO SHADE to anyone that has, is currently or will use a dating website in the future. They work for some people. I remember her saying that she left a few questions blank because she felt it was better for me to fill those out myself…thanks mom!

I’ll never forget her calling me with her voice full of cheer telling me to check my email. My mom is a VERY giving person so “check your email” usually means there is a tracking number for some type of gift she’s ordered me. This time I checked my email I saw a Match.com profile. It’s one of those moments when you talk to God, the Universe, the birds and the trees and say LISTEN, I apologize for whatever it is I did in the past. PLEASE undo this curse!!!

After I cried and cried and cried I looked over the profile and then took a look at some of the guys on the site. I tried to finish my profile, but I just couldn’t do it. It was like admitting that this was now my life, and at that point I just wasn’t ready to concede. I eventually thanked my mom and told her it wasn’t something I was comfortable with doing. I then deleted my profile.

Remember in last week’s “Truth Tuesday” I told you I learned how to give and receive love from my mom. But even the best parents have limitations and romantic love is one of them. No matter how much they love you they can’t give you romantic love. I don’t think I’ll fully understand the magnitude of my mom’s gesture of love (signing me up for Match.com) until I have children of my own. I do appreciate the gesture within the confines of where my life is now, but I know when I become a mother it will be a full circle moment.

We just celebrated Mother’s Day and with me and my mom being MILES apart we rarely see each other on that day, but this year she was sitting at my house with me watching a great basketball game. We went to pick up some bbq and then continued to watch the game and chat. It may sound pretty low-key, but when you only get to see your mom 2-3 times a year those low-key moments are the BEST!  

Cheers to all the moms that double as fixers!!! We love you and wouldn’t be the amazing people we are without you. 

Until next time loves…