Ode to my mom


Mom. Mother. Mama. Mommy. Ma. Mum.

Whatever you call here there is a day next month to honor her.

I was fortunate enough to grow up with a mom who taught me to be a strong individual. I would not have had the courage to do everything I have accomplished if not for her support and belief that I can do anything I put my mind to.

She encouraged anything I wanted to try. Dance. Art. Sports.

She wanted me to have every opportunity available to me. Good schools. College. A career.

I remember all the dance lessons. The costumes. The workshops.

I remember all the art supplies. I would churn out drawing after drawing. After drawing. I might have had a problem.

Yet mom never said no. She let me discover who I was. She pushed me to be a good person, to be strong. To be independent.

I owe my mom a lot. She shaped who I am. I was the lucky one.

I am also proud of my mom. She raised two pretty good human beings. She opened her own business. In order to be the amazing business woman she is, she is furthering her education.

We may not always see eye to eye but we love and support each other. I may have given her headaches as a teenager. She may not always agree with my choices like moving across the country, but she will always be there for me.

Why do you love your mom?



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Jenna Volden studied photography in high school and college but ultimately ended up with a business degree. After spending 10-plus years in the rat race she returned to her first love, photography by starting her own photography company. She can be found either chasing sunsets around the globe or making women feel like rock stars in her home studio. She is currently based out of Phoenix, AZ.

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