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| My mom, along with my little brother Danny |
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| In celebration of Mother's Day, I have decided to go a little beyond the cliche E-web card and create this page for my mother to say just how much I appreciate and love her. For my first bit of sharing, here's an exerpt from a song by Good Charlotte called "Thank You, Mom". "You were my mom, you were my dad The only thing I ever had was you, it's true And even when the times got hard you were there To let us know that we'd get through You showed me how to be a man** You taught me how to understand the things people do You showed me how to love my God, you taught me that not everyone knows the truth And I thank you, I'll always thank you More than you would know, than I could ever show And I love you, I'll always love you, There's nothing I won't do to say these words to you That you're beautiful forever" **Not necessarily applies in this situation, of course. Another purpose for this page, other than to simply give my mother a small part of the recognition she deserves and say Happy Mother's Day, is to make something that she can look at any time she wants. So that on a daily, weekly, or monthly basis (however often she may need it) she can see how much she is loved and adored. |
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| I won't go too much into detail here, because those who know me should know Mommy. I live with her in our beautiful, still-kinda-new house, along with her fiance Jay and my little brothers Landon and Ben, who are here part-time. My mom is a very caring, strong person who knows what she wants and knows exactly how to get it. Anyone who meets her can see her unique will and power when it comes to just about anything she does--whether dealing with people in general or unruly teenagers. Heh. She has a strong self-respect for who she is, and she won't take BS from anyone. She'll stand up for what she believes in with a passion and loud voice, but she also knows when she also knows when enough is enough. When it comes to trust, she has plenty to give if you earn it. All of my life I have been told by numerous acquaintances and friends alike that my mom is "the coolest" and that they are "so jealous". I can't say I blame them much; I have always been able to do things that many others my age couldn't, simply because I had earned my mom's trust and she knew that I could handle myself pretty well, in most situations. Even so, she's still a mother and she still worries about me and sets guidelines and boundaries for me to follow. Sometimes I don't agree with them, or I may think them silly; but in the end, it always turns out that her instincts/advice were correct. If I ever have a problem that I just can't see any logical way out of, my mom is one of the first people that I vent it all to. She has been through it all, and when it comes to a crisis or even minor annoyance she is always the one with the level-headed, wise advice that I need to hear. |
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| My mom has always been there for me (and my brothers), no matter what the situation or what the consequence. One of the things that I love most about her is that she doesn't base what she does on what everyone else thinks is the proper method. For instance, most mothers would absolutely rip out their hair if their daughters were dating someone over three years older than them. While my mother is a little weary of it at times, she still trusts that I will do what's right and she gave Brandon a chance (and she likes him, too). What would a "normal" mother have done? Forbidden me from seeing him, of course. Do I want a "normal" mother? Do I want a mother who bakes and is afraid to talk to me about things like sex and boys? Ha! Hardly. I love that my mother is unique, quirky, and...well, human. So many parents today are worried about appearing like perfect saints to their children that they don't take the time to talk to them about important matters or ask what is happening at school or with their friends. My mom always tries to include me in one everything, and keeps me from standing in the dark. I also love her because she has been my mother and my father, as the song above says. My dad was never around much, and while I had many male influences that I looked up to I never thought of any of them as a father. My mom did it all. She always knows when to be gentle and caring, the epitome of a mother, and when to be a hardass, the stereotypical male role. Besides all of this, my mother is beautiful, kind, and intelligent. She is proud of who she is and doesn't let anyone push her around. No matter what I do I know that she will always love me, and I will always love her with all of my heart. I couldn't ask for a better mother than she, and I know that throughout life she will continue to teach and guide me. She's always honest with me, and never tells me something because it's what I want to hear. If I ask her advice, or her opinion, I know that it will always be truthful, straight-forward, and reliable. No matter what happens in life, I will always have her and she will always have me. |
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| My mom has helped me so much that sometimes I worry that I may disappoint her. But, no matter what happens, I know that she will always be there for me and I will extend that same gift to her. I hope one day, when I have a family of my own, that I can become at least half of who she has become as a person, a mother, and a friend. Some day I also hope to repay her somehow for all that she has done for me, and show her that I love her more than anything in the world. I would not be the same person without her, and I am more than proud to say that yes, she is my mommy. I can make you laugh, I can make you cry. I can make you scream, And I can make you embarassed that you are seen in public with me. You've sat on me, You've lovingly called me a freak. You've hugged me when I cried, And you've always shown me undying love and support. I try to be good and nice, Even when stupid girls make me angry. Because I know you wouldn't be proud If I smashed their faces into the dirt. I don't always remember to clean the house, I don't always act like the daughter you deserve to have. I don't always act very normal, Worst of all I don't always say, "I love you." You're my Guardian Angel, You're my umbrella when the clouds rain on my grand, squirrelly parade. You're beautiful, priceless, and the best friend I have; You're my mother. **Side note: I tried to convince my little brother Landon to contribute something, but all the little tyke wanted to say was "I love you." |
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