Moms

I have been coveting someone else's mom.

This isn't new. I've been coveting MacKenzie Baker's mom since we were in kindergarden and she would bring us a plate of sliced cheese with crackers and apple slices for snack. You know the type - She was the "supermom" who was constantly volunteering at the school, attended all of Colleen & Kenzie's "special events" and still had time to be part of a bookclub. She was the mom that all other mom's wished they could be.

And I wished, when I was young, that she was my mom.

Somehow I thought I would outgrow this.

I was wrong.

I think it was renewed last year after my mother told me that she didn't like Stephen Lewis because he was NDP. I had recently gone to an event that Mrs. Baker had organized - a fundraiser for MCC's work for AIDS in Africa - Stephen Lewis was the keynote speaker. She told me about the hope she feels when she hears him speak.

Or the very fact that she came the Dallaire event that I organized, congratulated me on a job well-done and asked me what it was like to talk to such a spectacular man. My mom (although she claims to like Dallaire) choose to stay at home and watch TV.

I now get regular emails from Mrs. Baker telling me about events taking place in Calgary and how I can get involved. She is an inspiring woman.

I still covet Kenzie Baker's Mom.