When I think of my mum, I picture her smiling. She's definitely one of the happiest people I know, always one to count her blessings.
I think of her capacity to love others and accept people for who they are.
I think of how nervous she must have been when her youngest daughter told her that she wanted to get married at 19 to someone she had been dating for only 4 months. Her constant support and love was a testament of how much she trusted me and wanted me to be happy. I can still remember us crying as we stood in my half empty bedroom, me ready to begin the next chapter of my life almost 200 miles away from her. Even thinking of that memory makes me tear up. I miss seeing her everyday more than she'll ever know. I love/hate that she cried the last time I left after visiting aswell. I guess it doesn't get any easier for her.
I remember what a fun mum she was when I was little. Always singing her heart out to Shania Twain or Westlife when doing the dishes, picking me up and twirling me around with her, giving me no choice but to dance with her. Or how mad she would get when one of us would play an Eminem song. Her reaction was exactly the same every time and the 3 of us found it hilarious.
I'll always remember wrapping my little arms around her neck and taking a deep whiff of her neck before i'd let her leave the house just so I could remember her smell.
I think of what a hopeless romantic she is deep down and how she couldn't have married a man more opposite! Even though my dad loves her, he definitely doesn't spoil her as much as she deserves to be. Although I'm sure he would shower her with gifts if he could.
Her presence is one that I feel 100% comfortable in and always lifts my mood. She is exactly what a mother should be.
I love how I can call her anytime and tell her everything that's on my mind because we're actually best friends too. I love how loyal she is and how much she loves her family. Even when they're annoying or hurt her. Or forget to appreciate her. She loves her daughters more than any mother i know and I feel how proud of us she is. She'll tell anyone about her daughters. "She lives in London and met so and so the other day... She just got offered a place at university... She's starting a new job in a few weeks which is a big step up."
She passed down her faith and her love for God. If she hadn't, I would be so lost.
Mum, I owe you everything.
Happy Mother's Day to the greatest woman I know. I love you X
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