For the first time in my entire, two-decade long existence, I am unable to be with my mother on her birthday. Because I can't shower her with more-than-deserved love in the way that I should like, I am hereby dedicating this entry to my mother.
I'm pretty sure I started liking her the moment I was born. My mother is, perhaps, the goofiest person I have ever met. She is also the most lovable, the most honest, and the most kindhearted. I miss her more than words can say. These past five months have been painful, but this next one will be made more bearable knowing that I will be seeing her in just twenty-seven days. My mother has been through so many hardships throughout her life that no one should ever have to go through. After I arrived, I did my best to shelter her and protect her in the only way a child knows: through hugs, kisses, and snuggles. I know I am so very blessed to have such a wonderful relationship with my mother. I am blessed to be her daughter, blessed to just know her. She has taught me so many valuable things throughout my life, one of which is to just laugh even when things may be hard or scary (something which, I admit, I'm still trying to learn). She has taught me patience (I think I missed a few of those lessons), loyalty, and the wonders of puns. She has shown me that it is okay to be yourself, that it is okay to dream, and to never stop trying.
Even after twenty years, I still find the most comfortable place to be in my mother's arms. I love you so much, Mommy. I wish I could be there with you today. I miss you painfully, but I am so excited to see you again later this month. Thank you so much for everything you have done for me throughout my life. Thank you for being there. Thank you for being the most amazing mother ever. I am so blessed to be your daughter. I love you, Mommy. Happy birthday. <3
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