“A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials heavy and sudden fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends desert us; when trouble thickens around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts.”
―Washington Irving
My first attempt at today's post was a letter to my Mom. I wrote and rewrote parts of it several times. Memories shared between the two of us, reflections of how our relationship has changed throughout the years, stories of my childhood and teen years that would make her laugh and cry. Nothing I wrote felt right. The words I wanted to say were just not coming out. So I gave up on the idea of a letter and just started to write.
This is what I ended up with. I apologize if it doesn't all flow nicely and make sense, but sometimes words from the heart don't always translate well to paper.
Mom, I love you. You gave me a childhood I will always look back on with smiles and laughter. You gave me memories of birthday parties, American Girl Tea Parties, and car rides with the radio blasting. You held me when I cried over skinned knees, boys, grades, and mean words.
You were my first best friend.
So much of who I am is because of how you raised me. You taught me to be kind, to help people, and to cherish loved ones. You showed me how to be brave when things were scary, and you held my hand when I wasn't ready to be brave on my own.
You taught me about hard work and persistence. You never let me give up when things were too hard. You celebrated my accomplishments.
You showed me what it means to dedicate yourself to family. You showed me how to be an amazing mother someday.
As I get older I'm learning to appreciate our relationship even more. I hope you know how much you mean to me. I hope you know that I love you more than words can express. I hope you know that I am proud to be your daughter.
I love you, Mom.
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