She was right when she told me my shorts were too short. She was right when she told me to wear a jacket. She was right when she said I was wearing too much makeup. She was right when she told me I would miss home after moving to college. She was right when she said the boy who broke my heart was not worth it. She was right when she told me everything would be OK, and so far it has.
The "she" I am talking about is my mom. And even though I am way too stubborn to admit it ever again, my mom is almost always right. Those shorts were too short. I got sick because I did not wear a jacket in the middle of winter. I was definitely wearing too much makeup; there are pictures (insert grimacing emoji here). I still get homesick, even after three years of college. That boy was not worth it. Just like she said, everything has been OK. I truly believe she has everything to do with making it all OK. I think it's a mom thing, one of their many superpowers. Between working full-time and being a full-time mom, there is no doubt that my mom is a superhero.
Like any good superhero, she puts everyone before herself. She is always willing to go without something as long as another person can have it; this includes family, friends and coworkers. My mom is always willing to go to the extra mile. She even won an award at work for it. While I was growing up, she worked a full-time job, but always put our family first. We had a home-cooked meal every night and never went without anything. I was sick earlier this week, and she was willing to drive all the way to Winona, Minnesota, just to bring me a vaporizer. It's the little things she does that make her amazing.
She always has my back. My mom is a very good listener. Whether I am talking to her about friend problems or just venting about my homework load, my mom is just a phone call away. She will listen to me vent and then give her advice. Sometimes it is advice I do not want to hear, but it is what I need to hear. And that has made me a stronger person. She is my biggest supporter, and I am forever grateful, which is something I do not tell her enough. Sorry for that, Mom.
That being said, she is also not afraid to put me in my place. Like every other teenager, I used to think I knew everything. But I did not, and I never will. However, I am stubborn and I hate to admit it when I am wrong, which is probably the root to the majority of our arguments. But she is not afraid to tell me why I am wrong, and even though it's annoying at the time, I know she is right.
All in all, my mom is my biggest supporter. She always has my best interest in mind, and at the end of the day, I know my mom will always be there for me. She is my best friend. So, thanks for putting up with my crap for the past 20 years, Mom. You are my superhero.
