Ma, Mommy, MOMMY, Debora, Mama, Mom, Queen Bee... Thank you. Thank you for all the times you have asked me if I have put on my eye cream. Thank you for reminding me to wash my makeup off my face, and put my contacts in when you haven't seen them lately. Thank you for asking me if earrings still exist in my world, and asking me if my hot rollers still work. Even though all of that gets on my nerves more than you will EVER know, thank you.
It truly means a lot. Many daughters would have disowned you by now, but I realized a long time ago that I need you to tell me these things. Because I am just about as forgetful and ditsy as they come. Even though I really do try to remember, I still need you to tell me sometimes. Thank you for always supporting me when I need it the most. Thank you for always knowing that I do the best I can, even if my test grade doesn't reflect it. Thank you for realizing that I am trying as hard as I can to please both you and daddy. Thank you for telling me that you are proud of me. It gets lonely sometimes when I am all alone and all I want is my family.
I appreciate everything you have done for me. I know it hasn't always been easy. I know that you and daddy work as hard as you can to put me through school. You are truly the most wonderful woman I know. I look up to you. Most of all, thank you for never letting me forget that God is number one in my life. Because of you, I am no longer afraid of my problems. You help me to face them, and we always manage to get through them.
Thank you for never putting pressure on me. Even when I have made a big mistake, or made a bad grade on an assignment, you are always there telling me that you love me and you are so proud of me. For that I thank you. You have never once judged me or made me feel like I am less. Because I am an only child, you have always treated me like an adult. At the age of three, you helped me to understand what an idiot was, and you have helped me understand more important life lessons. You always broke things down to where I could understand, and you never pretended like an issue that we had didn't exist... for that I thank you.
I guess through this letter, I am telling you that it is okay to continue nagging me about my hair rollers, my glasses, and the many other things that you always seem to ask about. I love you more than anything, and I thank you for being my best friend since day one. You always said that I made your life easy by never embarrassing you at your work or doing something that we would all regret, but in reality, you made my life easy. Thank you for being my mom. I love you, Debora.
