What My Mom Means to Me

My mother is my world. I’ve been in love with her all my life. When I was little, I said, “I am never leaving you mom” to which she said (laughing), “Can I get that in writing?”. I use to tell her that I wanted to marry her when I grow up! I remember thinking that if she was ever about to fall I’d run and dive underneath her to break her fall. When Vicki G. called my mom “fat”,  I beat her up. When I was little, I would worry that my mom would die, even just the thought of that could bring me to tears. When I was little, if I ever did anything to upset my mom, after being sent to my room, I’d sneak up on her crying, and tell her with a quivering lower lip how sorry I was for being naughty. Just knowing she was disappointed in me made me feel horrible. When I was little, I would tell people that my mom was a nurse, a doctor, a seamstress, a cook, etc. and I really thought she was! As a teenager, she would randomly ask me to come and sit in her lap so she could rock me.

What could make a child love her mother so much?

I’ll tell you:

• My mother LOVED me. I never felt “unloved” a day in my life.
• I knew I was loved by the things she did for me, but she also took the time to say, “I love you”.
• She gave me loads of hugs and kisses.
• She use to sing a song, and put my name in it~ I thought it was all about me. I can still sing that song today.
• She didn’t have a fancy car, house, or belongings but gave me all the love I’d ever need.
• She went without so that we could have.
• She was a doctor
• She was a nurse
• She was a seamstress
• She was a cook
• She was a writer
• She was an artist
• She was a joke teller
• She was a chauffeur
• An accountant
• She was a laundromat and a dry cleaners
• She was a dishwasher
• She was a plumber
• She was an answering service
• She taught us to treat others the way we’d want to be treated.
• She was our spiritual adviser.
• She was an excellent example of what a wife and mother should be.
• She was an arbitrator

My mother, is the proud mother of 12 children. 7 girls and 5 boys. She and my father were married for 52 years until he passed away December of ‘04. If you do the math you’ll see if you break it down she was actually pregnant for 9 straight years of her life.

Not a day goes by that I don’t think of my mom. I’d give my life for her. I will be her protector, her advocate, her best friend for life. There aren’t enough words in this world to tell you what she means to me. She is my center, my core, my rock. She is surrounded by love and it’s easy to see why. She is the best mother in the world, and she’s all mine