Today marks a day that is very special. Mother's Day! In my life, every single day acts as a sort of Mother's Day. Not a day go by that I am not in contact with my wonderful, beautiful, smart and absolutely loving mother. Whether it's via a text message, a phone call, a late night Skype chat and a Google chat during my break at work, there is always something that I've got to tell my mom to get her opinion on or just to tell her because there is no one else I would rather tell. There is no one else in the world who cares or loves her family more than my mom. The best caretaker from day one, she has always been the shoulder for me to lean on. She never let me take any crap from anyone. Always pushed me to stand up for myself. To do the biggest things I could do. To never stop dreaming. To never stop working towards more. She would never settle for less. So many memories stick out in my mind from when I was a kid and my mom was there to play with me, to laugh with me, to help me with my school project, prep for the school talent show, to trim my hair, to read to me, to dance with me, to do everything with me. Mom, thank you SO MUCH for being there for me, for holding me, letting me know that was I strong enough and good enough to make all of my dreams come true. Even today, you are my number one support and motivation. I still have the most standout memory clear in my head. I don't remember how old I was, maybe around 7 or 8. But I was in my room one evening, getting ready for bed. And I just got this strange feeling that I would soon be 9, then 10, then 11, and I no longer would be a kid anymore. Growing up scared me. But what scared me he most was that I would no longer be my mom's baby anymore. That she wouldn't love me anymore like she did when I was younger. It scared me so much. And before I knew it, the tears streamed down my face and I roamed over to my mother in her room and stopped by the doorway. She saw me and wondered what was wrong, and I just told her with tears still freshly running down my face. I don't remember exactly how the feeling of being scared felt at that moment for me, but I remember how much it hurt and how real it felt. So she came over and hugged me so hard and kissed my face and made me feel warm, safe, and nurtured again. And she reminded me that I would always, always, always be her little girl. No matter whether I was 1, or 10, or 24, or 48. I could always rely on her to be the mom I've always needed and wanted. Thank you mom for making me feel special in that moment and every single moment after. Even during my most lowest points and days when I felt like I couldn't be myself or get to where I wanted, I had you to bring me back on track. And I will always appreciate you for that so much.
I LOVE YOU MOM. I miss you. And I can't wait to see you again! Happy Mother's Day!