I love my mom. Like a lot. A lot, a lot.
There is this scene in the movie 'The Boss Baby', where the baby is explaining to the older brother, Tim, that babies need more attention and therefore love, where the 'love' is demonstrated as beads - and the baby gets more beads than Tim. At the end of the movie, Tim realizes he loves the Boss Baby and wants him as his brother and sends him thousands of beads as his way of showing how much he loves him. I like to watch that scene and it makes me really happy because if I could shower my mom with beads of love, the world could never contain all of it.
I recently got an apartment with some friends and I can't get over how crazy it is. My OWN apartment. I pay rent like an adult and I buy groceries like one. It's insane to see how I have gotten this far as a junior in college. But then, I know I could never have gotten through it all without my mom.
She helped drive nine hours to take me to school, with some of my belongings in her car just to help me settle in, buy me groceries and then drive nine hours back. I swear my mom is Wonder Woman sometimes. If they could have re-cast the movie of 'Wonder Woman' (and I have nothing against Gal Gadot) my mom should have been Wonder Woman. She is my Wonder Woman.
While she was getting me groceries and about a million other things I completely forgot I needed - like dishes, a shower curtain, extra socks, school knick-knacks (just because) and clothes, I asked her, "Mom, why are you so awesome?"
She laughed at me and I was kind of hurt because I was serious and I was also hurt because she laughed, meaning I probably don't say it enough. I then said, "I'm not playing. You're awesome. I didn't expect you to get me all these things, you don't have to."
And she replied with, "You're my baby, of course, I'm going to get you what you need or want."
I had to take a second and let that settle, especially past my guilt because I knew she really didn't have the money for what she was trying to fill the shopping cart with, and if she did, I had a sister who was getting ready for her first year of college and who needed supplies as well as my other four siblings at home. She continued to go around the store several times and I had to actually stop her from buying more things because the guilt was beginning to eat at me and I just wanted out of the store. I couldn't let her buy everything, I didn't want her to.
I wanted to be the one to buy her everything.
When my apartment was mostly furnished and she was getting ready to leave, she gave me a hug and I felt all the love in that hug and also realized all the beads of love I felt for her, she certainly had way more for me and I don't know if I could ever match the amount of beads she gave me that night in that one hug. Well, several hugs because after she would hug me, she looked at me and had to hug me again.
I had to make her stop because she was already crying and if she kept at it, I would have started crying and probably would have quit school just to come home.
"Go do things," she told me before she left and I plan to do it. To do the things that make me happy and that only I can do because my mom helped me achieve to get there. I really do love my mom. A lot. I hope the beads I can give her is enough because she is Wonder Woman and she deserves it.