Dear Mom,
Simply thank you. Growing up, I never truly gave you the recognition you deserved. You somehow knew how to do it all. There were so many days you would come home from working ten hour shifts at work, to five crazy kids and still would manage to help with all of our homework, cook dinner, and attend every single baseball or softball game we had. You knew what to say when we were upset, had a bad day at school, or just needed some love from you.
You raised us to be strong, look past adversity and overlook every obstacle that was ever in our way. Even when society and everyone around us looked down and saw us as just another statistical single mother, five children family household. As I look back now, as an adult I know exactly how hard you struggled to make ends meet and to make sure we had everything we wanted and needed no matter how extravagant it was you always somehow made it happen.
There were so many times I witnessed you make things happen but, I remember one that sticks out. All I wanted was a bike that had those little accents on the handle bars that looked like pom poms. But since, we never got big gifts unless it was our birthday or Christmas I assumed it wasn't going to happen for while, if at all. Then one day after school, you got me off the bus and we walked home and as soon as you opened the door to the house there it was the, pink, shiny, and decked out bike with those accents I wanted so badly. I can honestly say that was the moment I found out you were superwoman.
Now that I'm away I don't get to see you ever and I realize now how important all those times we spent together were. The shopping trips, baking cookies, or just laying in your bed talking about random things all day. I miss you so much and I cherish every phone call we have. I can tell you anything and I know that you would listen with open ears and once you open your mouth the best advice comes out.
I'm so glad to be able to call you my mother and I wouldn't know what I would do or the person I would have been without you there to push me and motivate me, to follow my dreams and keep going when life got too hard. So, I say again, thank you Mom. Thank you for being both parents. Thank you for accepting me as I am. Thank you for pushing me.Thank you for being who you are. I hope that one day I am half the woman and Mom that you are. I love you Mommy.
Love always,
Your baby girl
