My mom is just one of those people….ya know that person that walks by you and you swear she said you had some cute shoes….or the one that is talking to you like you have known her forever when in fact you just met her in line at the grocery store….she’s honest, sometimes to a fault when it comes to my fashion or hairstyle choices over the years….she’s beautiful on the inside and out…she is IMperfect, the best ones always are….she is the kind of person you want to respond when you say “mom?”.
My relationship with my mom has always been incredible and exactly as it should be. Yes, i said some ugly things when i was 2 or 12. Sure, i thought i knew more than her when i was 15, 16, and maybe even 17 . And of course there has never been a moment that i have needed her that she hasnt come running as fast as possible.
I can honestly say that it wasnt until i left her, to head to a&m that i realized how much i needed her, yep pretty typical i know, but hey some people take way more time than that. The thing is though, i DID finally understand what she had done to get me to that point, who she had made me into and how much she wanted to make every dream i had come true.
Her life could not have been more different than mine, there are alot of things she chooses to forget about her life and that’s why she made so many memories for me to remember about mine.
She has always been my comfort and my protector.
she cried with me when i came home bc some mean girls made fun of me and when the first wedding dress i put on was the one.
she woke up at 430am to take chairs to the pool so they would have the best line of sight for my swim events or cheerleading competitions.
she laughed at me behind the camera when i thought i was so cool bc i could “jump” the curb on my bike (finally).
she flossed my teeth until i was 10 and then didnt speak to me for a week when i got my first cavity at 20
she paid for some seriously expensive jeans because i “needed” them when her’s were the ones that really needed replacing.
she screamed when i made softball allstars and when i told her i was pregnant (not good for a full resturant, ha).
she is my mom, i am so much of her it’s not funny, i am honored to be her child and lucky to have her as my best friend. thanks mom you’re the best! i love you!
this is how bad we need a recent picture together