My Mother

Today I’m going to write about my mother. My mother is an enigma. She is soft spoken but can be powerful and angry when she needs to be. She is smart and constantly seeks knowledge. She is compassionate and so sweet. In many ways, she was both my mother and father at once. She never missed a recital, rehearsal, performance, show, parent-teacher conference, or event that was going on in my life. She worked three jobs at one point. I never wanted for anything.

We had tea parties with mini sandwiches she made herself. We played barbies out of her closet because we lived in a condo and that was the only space my barbie house fit in. We redecorated my room about a million times. My mom sanded and repainted my desk to match every theme we did. We sipped champagne and watched the ball drop on New Year’s Eve. She took me everywhere she could. Disneyland, Apple Picking, Movies, the park, museums, aquariums, and zoos. She has never let this cruel world take away her softness.

She wears this lotion, Jasmine and Vanilla, and every time I smell the combination anywhere I think of her. She collects jewelry like my great-grandmother did. We shop and eat and talk about everything. She is in many ways one of my best friends.

I hope that when I am a mother, God willing, I will be at least half as wonderful of a human being as she is. I always knew unconditional love from her. She is my peaceful place. Any good, selfless characteristics I have are from her. On behalf of all mother’s that are like my mom, thank you. For shaping your children into good human beings with good values. The world needs more mothers like mine.



Categories: Addiction, Anxiety, bipolar disorder, Infertility, Mental Health, OCD, Organization, Parenting, PCOS, Self Esteem, self-care

3 replies

  1. If you know that you are loved, then I succeed. You will be an awesome mother.

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