Mother’s Day

The older I get, the wiser I become
The more that people tell me I look like you, the more my heart yearns because your image becomes more and more distant in my mind
If I saw you tomorrow, would I even recognize you?
I think of all the times you protected me
I think of all the times you guided me and never failed to be my shoulder to cry on
I think of all the things you taught me, when I hear people tell me you’ve raised an intelligent, well-mannered woman
I think of all the laughs we shared, and shows we enjoyed together
I remember all the embarrassing moments you caused
All the times I wished I had a normal life.
A better life
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But I never once regretted having you for a mother
Even at a young age I was so aware
So understanding that none of it was your fault
That you did the best you could with what you were given, what you had no control over
I used to be afraid that I would turn out like you, because I was only focused on the negative
But the more I learn, the more I am grateful and proud to call you my mother
I admire your strength and perseverance for all you went through
All the times life knocked you down and you didn’t give up
Raising 3 kids on your own
Being a mother is a full time job, but being a mother in your condition must of been like working 2 full time jobs
I’m not angry, and I have forgiven you
And I miss you more than life itself
I just hope you know how much I love you
How much I admire you and aspire to be as least half the woman you are
So to the best person in the world, to the best mother a girl could ask for,
Happy Mother’s Day mommy
I love you forever and always.


Copyright 2016 Christiana Parisien

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