I love my mom. She is the strongest person I know. This is not just a pre-congratulatory article for her, but an apology as well. I am not only writing this so I can tell my mother how proud I am, but, also, to help show people that crappy situations happen. I definitely want to portray that it's okay you don't know they're happening.
I love my mom. When I was little, my mom did so much for me. She fed me, bathed me, and helped me grow up to be the person I am. When I was cheerleading, she would brush my hair, pull it nice and tight into a pony tail, and made sure it would stay through the night. She did this every night before competition so I could get as much sleep as possible before waking up before the sun came up. She did my makeup, drove me everywhere, and was there throughout every life stage I have had.
I love my mom. When I was 10, my mom and my dad got divorced. It took a toll on my relationship with my mom, but she still did everything she could to make me happy. She spent countless hours doing what was best for me without being selfish. Though, having a strained relationship already, created the worst part of her second marriage.
October 6, 2015. The day my mom got married. She didn't tell me. She thought I didn't care. I did. June 24, 2016. I moved out. Not because I didn't love my mom. I do. I moved out because we fought all the time. It got to the point I was unhappy with my mom. I thought living away from home would fix everything. It didn't. My mom asked if she could help me move in for my first day on campus. I didn't answer. I didn't talk to my mom for days at a time. I didn't see my mom until my birthday. She drove 3 hours to see me on my birthday. He called her 4 times during my birthday lunch. I missed my mom, but he took her from me.
I didn't know he took her from her family, her friends, her home. He took her from everything she knew. He took her from her job, her income. He took her from herself. She lost everything: her confidence, her sense of family, her happiness. I didn't see it coming. I only saw our arguments.
I never told my mom I never loved her. He did. I'm sorry I didn't tell you I loved you more.
I never noticed my mom was gradually becoming more unhappy. I'm sorry I didn't talk to you more.
I never realized how much he ruined you. I'm sorry I didn't notice.
I'm sorry, Mom. I love you.
