She taught me how to love…
Whole-heartedly, with every ounce of her, she taught me how to love.
Not through just words, but her actions, she showed me how to love. From hugs, to spankings, soap in the mouth, and more, everything she does is out of love. Love isn’t saying those three short words, and eight little letters. She doesn’t make you hear I love you, but instead feel it.
My mom taught me how to love.
She shows me love every day, whether at home or afar, she brings love into my life. Whether it be a text saying good luck on a test, or a package with an inhaler and some m&m’s she has her ways of reminding me of her love.
Her love is full, it’s real and passionate. Her world revolves around her girls, and nothing else could matter more. In an instant, she’d drop anything to be there for me; my mom taught me how to love.
From the day I was born she showed me her love. It’s constant, contagious, and a beautiful sort of love. She’s there in my highest, of high moments to tell me she’s proud. More importantly, she’s there for my lowest of lows, the days when I need her shoulder to lean on.
My mom taught me how to love in every little gesture. It doesn’t have to be extravagant or some big thing, just one little action can make a worlds difference. She taught me that there’s much better things in this world than money or material items, because there’s no cost when it comes to love. No matter what I know I have the love of my mom, and thanks to her, so many people will have mine as well.
