This is going to come as a surprise to many of you, but I was a stubborn child. I insisted on my own way, I didn’t have much respect for authority, and I was constantly testing the boundaries of what I could get away with.
My parents are David and Betty Crain. My father is an evangelist, so it wasn’t uncommon for him to be away from home for several days of the month. The biggest problem with my father being gone was that it left my mother alone with me and all of my rebellion.
This many years removed I feel quite a bit of sympathy for her.
This is going to come as a surprise to many of you, but my mother was a stubborn child. She insisted on her own way, she didn’t have much respect for authority, and she was constantly testing the boundaries of what she could get away with. By the time I was old enough to argue, my mom had accumulated almost 30 years of experience being stubborn.
I never stood a chance.
For years my mom did the diligent, faithful work of a loving mother: she put me in my place. She persistently reminded me that I was not in charge. She struck that careful balance that so many parents struggle to maintain between letting your kids know that you love and adore them but refusing to let them walk all over you.
A few years ago my mom told me a secret she never would have told me when I was a teenager: “Josh, there were so many times when you were growing up and we were fighting that I just wanted to say, ‘Fine. Do whatever you want’. But I knew if I caved in just one time that you would take it as an opportunity to always try and win.”
A lot of moms wouldn’t have fought that kind of battle. A lot of moms would have given up and their children would have suffered for it.
My mom fought.
In November of 2011 my mother was diagnosed with breast cancer. As the weeks passed the news kept getting worse: they found 3 tumors, it’s the most aggressive type of breast cancer, she’ll have to take chemotherapy for at least a year. It’s not easy to keep your morale high when you never seem to get good news.
As I write this in January of 2012 the prognosis is still a good one. It’s going to be a long, hard road, but the doctors believe she’ll be fine as long as she’s willing to fight.
Thankfully, that’s what she does best.
You see, this is going to come as a surprise to many of you, but my mother is a stubborn adult.
Cancer doesn’t stand a chance.