Me Ma

Today is her birthday, a good day to remember how much I love her. No matter what we've been through and how many times we just want to shake each other out of frustration, I couldn't ask for a better mom. She worked herself silly while I was growing up to make sure I had everything I wanted (pretty crazy when I look back on the kind of money she spent while still sending us to a private school). No matter what happened, no matter what rude remarks people chose to make to her under the circumstances, she NEVER let us know anything was wrong. She opened up our home to any and everyone that wanted to come over - with the promise of no judgment. She scraped up money to buy pizza and pop whenever we'd have friends at the house, often times keeping a stock full of Mountain Dew and Dr. Pepper. Most of my friends called her mom and still do to this day. I remember one situation in particular. I had made a friend on the cheerleading squad the summer before I went to MHS. She was a fun loving girl, who got into a situation and found herself pregnant. She'd only met my mom a couple of times, but as soon as she found out she asked if it'd be okay to go talk to my mom about it - because she knew she wouldn't be scolded, but loved. My mom is an incredible woman; she has taken her trials, whether self-made or God-given, and turned them into positives by learning and moving forward. I hope someday to become half the person she is.