For a lot of us, our mom is the rock of our family. She is the one who gave life to us, the one who nurtured us, and the one we can always turn to through thick and thin.
Our mothers are the best cooks, the best therapists, the best kind of friend. She will tell us when we need to get our shit together and she will be brutally honest – telling us what we really need to hear at times. In the same respect, she will sometimes tell us we are the best at what we do…simply because we are her child. That’s just what mothers do.
My mom is the best there is (most of you will say the same about your own….totally understandable). There just are so many great moms out there. My mom has shown me what it means to be a woman, to be a decent human being with manners and respect for yourself and others. Now that I’m older I realize more than ever that being a mom is a 24/7 job. It never stops, there’s never a dull moment, and being a mom means always worrying.
I can’t imagine my life without my mom in it. My mom is my best friend. As I get older and a tad bit wiser I learn more and more what it means to appreciate your mother, not just for being your mom and giving you life but for being the woman she is. Because in retrospect, you are part of her. You are who you are today, in part, because of her.
And I have to add this in as well: It’s not said enough that a mother doesn’t necessarily have to be the one who gave birth to you. For those who have been adopted or had other mother figures in your life, you are who you are because of the person who raised you. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. Mothers aren’t always classified by genes, but by the one who is there for us are entire life.
The early years
My mom was there to give me love when I was bullied as a kid and she was there to pick me up when I fell down. She was there for every award and achievement, every sickness and scrape, every tear and every smile, and every time I called out mom.
The teen years
My mom was there through every trying year of my teens. She dealt with my temper, my changes, my back talk(sorry mom); and she loved me regardless of my changes throughout those years.
Now that I’m an adult
My mom has been there through my relationships, through my college years, and she has supported me in all my endeavors so far. Being an adult has been tough. But she has given me the best advice and support to lead me onto a path of independence. I now understand more than ever her sacrifices, her worrying and all the love she continues to give me day in and day out. I’m at the point in my life where I could have a family of my own in the next few years. And I can’t wait to pass on all the motherly love to my own kids some day. The same love I learned and received from my mom.
Thank you, mom, for being the best mother a girl could ask for and for always being my friend. You balance both roles so wonderfully, and you exude the best kind of love and comfort there is. Your hugs are the warmest, your kisses are the sweetest, and your love is just so pure.