In my childhood I never saw you. In my teenage years I never appreciated you. But in adulthood I finally understand all that you’ve done and have continued to do. I’m not much of a verbally expressive person, we all know how introverted and socially awkward I can be but I want you know that I love you. That I respect you, cherish you, admire you and honestly couldn’t imagine the woman I’ve become without you.
I respect you for raising nearly half a football team of children. Making sure we had clothes on our backs, food everynight and a place to call home. Looking back you were so young and doing your best. As the oldest, I like to say that I have the most pronounced memories so I’ll admit that there were bad days as well as good. I saw you managing a busy schedule, going to school, working and of course taking care of us. My fondest memories are of coming home, getting knocked over by an overexcited golden retriever and pit bull. Knowing for a fact you’d be in the kitchen preparing dinner and rolling my eyes because the question,”How was school?!” would never be far behind. I took you for granted in those days and to be honest I still do.
I cherish you for being the role model of my childhood. Almost every weekend we packed our bags, happy for an escape from everyday life and of course because you indulged and spoiled us. We went shopping, played in the sprinklers at the park and with a handful of pennies traveled to the candy store. I know over the years we’ve argued and haven’t stayed as close but I still brag about how cool you are compared to everyone else. To this day when people ask intrusive questions like, “Do you want kids?” I continue to reply, “It’s not in my stars right now” and I’ll secretly think to myself, “I want to be what you are to me to someone else”.
I admire you for being the woman and Mom you always wanted to be. I know it happened unexpectedly, catching us all by surprise. I was a little too caught in my own life to see your self-doubt and anxiousness. Its said, that the twenties are your selfish years and well…I’ve lived them for the both of us. In my times of selfishness, you’ve barely thought of yourself. Giving all that you have for the future of your little ones. I’m sure as we did in childhood, they take you for granted too. But know in their hearts that they love you, more then I do.
I respect you, cherish you and admire you for being the women who have stood by side. For cheering as I walked across the graduation stage. For nagging at me to date and find a man. For supporting and encouraging me to be a better person and build a happy life. We may argue and yell but I wouldn’t be the woman I am today with you.
To all the Mom’s – Happy Mother’s Day!