I remember when I was younger I would wake up from my sleep at night to my mother praying by my bedside. I never understood the passion she always had for her spiritual life. I just saw it as another part that made her my mom.

Every girl has a different relationship with her mother. For me, she's my biggest fan and best friend. I can talk to her about anything. There are no secrets between us and we're always there for each other. Whenever something good happens to me, she's the first person I want to tell. When I'm going through a hard time, she's the only person I want to talk to.

Earlier last year I got into my first car accident. I was so frightened. For my friends who were in the car with me during the accident, for the other driver in the collision, and mostly about my mom who I knew would kill me when she found out I wrecked the car. I was just balling in tears and hyperventilating everywhere. When my mom finally arrived at the scene I just ran into her arms and cried my eyes out saying "I'm sorry, Mommy", "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to." she just wiped my tears and said "Sweetie, these are just material things. As long as you're safe and your friends are alright, I'm okay." Right then, I understood that there's no love like a mothers love.

I feel we have to cherish the relationships we have with our mothers. I know for sure the one I have with mine is rare. There are so many girls who are not lucky enough to have mothers in their lives, or have any kind of relationship with their mothers where they can go to her and express themselves.

I have close friends who are like family to me, and of course there are things I talk about with them I probably wouldn't speak about with my mother; but you can never fully depend on friends because their replaceable. Your mother isn't. When everyone else leaves you I guarantee you the one person who will still be there at your side is your mommy.

Just not too long ago, I was so stressed out and began to have a panic attack. I'd never had a panic attack before, so I didn't know what to do. My first instinct wasn't to call a friend, or run to anyone else but my mom. So I ran to my mothers room and asked her to pray for me. I got on my knees as she gently placed one hand on my head, and the other holding my hand, and she prayed. A few minutes later my breathing calmed and I didn't feel so stressed anymore. Its funny how with one simple touch of my moms hand all my worries just slip away.

Mothers are here to guide you. Inspire you to be better. And mold you into the woman you were meant to be. Yeah, I know they may get all our nerves and can be annoying at times, but we know it's all out of love. And without that love we would be lost. We have to appreciate our mothers love and prayers because someday, and I hate just thinking about it this, they won't be here to give it anymore. I believe that in our darkest hours and most feared moments it's their prayers that protect us. So the least we can do, to repay them for all the things they've done and tolerated for us, is show appreciation and give the same love back, but even more.