If you have been reading my blog the past couple of months you may have noticed I am
slightly obsessed with Dancing with the Stars. Last night was the finale and I was so excited when they announced Melissa and Tony had won the mirror ball trophy. I really liked all of the remaining couples but after 14 seasons Tony had never won it once and I felt like he really deserved it! Beside the point…back to my blog post…
After the show ended I was so excited. My sister happened to call and I was telling her what happened. She was laughing at me and saying that’s great sis, now moving on..she doesn’t share in my love for the show. I got off the phone and just stood there. Husband wasn’t home yet and I was all alone in my excitement. I needed someone to share it with and I had this overwhelming urge- I need to call Mom. I know Mom will understand. I know Mom is just as excited as I am. So I called home and we yelled and shrieked over the phone together. We talked about the final dances… what we thought was going to happen… she didn’t realize Tony had never won… she also liked Shawn and Derek but was happy for Melissa and Tony…we went on and on… you would think we were personally involved. In many ways we felt like we were.
In those moments though and on that phone call Mom was just Mom. She was my Mom. We were laughing together and bonding over something that only we both love. Dancing with the Stars was our show all season. It’s these moments that I cherish right now. The moments where I have this overwhelming urge that “I have to call Mom.” The moments where I know she is the only person in the world who will react, respond or understand what I have to say. The moments where I am reminded of Mom for who she is without MS.
So last night I was very thankful. Thankful for a TV show that gave me back Mom for a moment and reminded me of why I do continue on in my fight against Mom’s MS. Because in the dark moments whether she knows it or not, I am fighting for her. Fighting for the Mom who sits on the phone with me yelling about Dancing with the Stars finale results…fighting for the Mom who many times is truly the one person in the world I know will understand my emotions.
Do you have someone in your life you call to share in silly moments of excitement? Is there a reality TV show you are hooked on and feel personally invested in the results? Do you think it’s possible that in the midst of this dark week I found a bright spot to cherish with my Mom? If you watched Dancing With the Stars, what did you think of the results?