The older I get, the more I understand all that you did and sacrificed for me. As I watch my friends and cousins have babies, I see firsthand the energy and strength that you poured into each babe you raised.
As we get older, I understand how your role as a mother might be even harder now than the sleepless nights with a newborn. The kiddos that you birthed are out in the world and you don’t know where they are every second, if they’re safe or if they’ll come home. I don’t even have kiddos of my own yet, but that makes me tear up, thinking of how you feel.
The other thing that comes with your kids growing up is relationships. As much as my heart hurt after my very first heartbreak, I can’t quite imagine what you went through. How did you cope with trying to mend your daughter’s broken heart?
I must have really put you through the wringer when I told you the boy I met online was picking me up for our first date. Though we laugh about it now, I’m sure I had you on the edge of your chair all night praying that I would walk back through my front door.
Even though you claim to love the middle school years, I’m sure I was a lot to handle. I mean, for gosh sakes, I insisted on wearing blue eye shadow with each and every outfit! Though our fights were few and far between, I can’t imagine that it was easy learning to lay down rules and boundaries.
I remember thinking it was silly when I got my driver’s license and you cried the first time I drove out the driveway on my own. But now, that makes a little more sense to me. Your little chick was all of a sudden at a lot more risk in a moving vehicle, all by herself and away from you.
When I told you I was moving in with my boyfriend that I hadn’t been dating for very long, that must have been extremely hard. Though he is now a part of our family, your heart was probably a little bit broken helping me move out of your home.
I remember being terrified and unsure what to do when you dropped me off in my college dorm room. Though I was also excited, I can’t envision what was going through your mind and your heart. How insanely hard was it to leave your kiddo 4.5 hours from home, in a crappy dorm, with a stranger for a roommate? I know you didn’t bawl your eyes out until you got in the car, but that must have been like leaving a piece of yourself.
There’s so many more memories and moments that we’ve been through together. There are no words that I can put together to express my immense gratitude for everything you have done for me. For every sacrifice you have made, for every hour of sleep that you lost, for every worry that I caused- thank you.
Though ‘thank you’ will never be enough, maybe knowing that I understand and appreciate everything you went through, will suffice.
Happy Mother’s Day, Mom! I’m beginning to understand your journey as a Mom and for that I will forever be grateful.