You ever feel like your mom is just this amazing super woman? I do. All the time. It's because she is a super woman whether she knows it or not, and for that I respect her more than anyone else.
I never really sat down and thought about how much my mom does for me. Ever since I was born, she has fed me, clothed me and housed me. I never went without anything I needed. She made sure of it. She took me to every tennis lesson, basketball practice, game, sleepover, etc. without a single complaint. She was there for me, and she was always my number one fan.
When my dad left, my mom didn't. She went full-time at her job and still managed to provide me dinner and attend any game I had. I could tell her anything about me and my life and she would listen to me. Every Friday night we had pizza delivered from Papa John's and we would rent a movie. Those were some of the best Friday nights I ever had.
I moved to college, and I talk to my mom less frequently, but never do I go without telling her I love her. College is much harder for me than I expected on every level imaginable. For every mistake I make at school, she is there on the other side of the phone to say that it is OK and that I am stronger than I know. For every accomplishment she is there to tell me congratulations, and that she is proud of me. Through every break up she's sat there and just listened to me cry on the phone, even when I could never muster up a word. She repeatedly reminds me that I am beautiful, and that I am a daughter of Christ. She will send me a text message every day telling me she loves me because she knows that some days are harder than others. She woke up at 5 a.m. to watch me cross a finish line two hours, 33 minutes, and nine seconds later.
My mom is the best, and I respect her more than anyone else because of all she has done and is doing for me. Regardless of what is going on in her life, whether it is getting divorced, cancer, moving or getting re-married, she has been there for me. She never ceases to love me, even though she knows all my secrets, good and bad. It takes a strong woman to be able to do those things.
Thank you, Mama, for being you. I love you.
