My mother has never stopped believing in me.
When I was up, getting all that I’ve ever wanted and on a good track, my mom was there to clap for me and cheer me on.
All of my successes, all of my trophies, all of my wins are thanks to her. When I was down, however, getting into trouble and on a downward spiral, my mom was there to let me cry on her shoulder and hug me.
She was one of the main people that helped me up and dusted off my ego, bandaged my heart, and pulled me up to higher grounds.
Out of all the things I’m thankful for, she’s number one on the list.
- Thank you mom, for always putting food on the table and clothes on my back. You worked your butt off for me and my siblings. We didn’t always have much, but you made sure that we never went without.
From the diet coke supply to the back to school shopping, you never faltered to move finances around or work an extra few hours to get us what we needed.
Often, you’d help us get what we not only needed, but wanted. Moreover, you did it all with a smile on your face.
- Thank you mom, for all the advice you gave me. When it came to picking out a prom dress that I thought fit me well, you understandingly gave me another to try on.
When that boy broke my heart and I thought I would never, ever, ever recover, you told me about the boy that broke your heart when you were my age.
When I had to pick a college/movie on a date/apartment/friend you always showed me the right path to take–even when I’ve blown off the wisdom you’ve so graciously given.
- Thank you mom, for listening to all of my problems. I know that you’re older than me and when I was nine, you didn’t really care about my friend that stole my talent show song.
And when I was 13, you weren’t really concerned with the boy that I “dated” and how he asked another girl to the spring formal. And even when I was 18, you probably didn’t see the social injustice that I did when my English professor gave me an 85% on a paper, when I so totally deserved at least a 95%.
You’ve always listened to my stupid problems that seem so big at the time, and you did it with a smile.
- Thank you mom, for making my enemies your enemies. When Shelby stole my “boyfriend” in 4th grade, you were just as mad at her as I was.
When that blonde girl used to bully me, you told me the best joke ever to tell her about blondes, which shut her up for the rest of the school year.
When that jerk I dated my junior year broke my heart, you told me all the things you hated about him. You’ve always been the one person I can count on to be mad at the same people as me.
- Thank you mom, for loving me unconditionally. Since the moment you saw my sonogram, you love me. No strings attached, your heart gained a new love for the child you would raise.
That love was carried on to the time that I spit in my little sister’s face, the time I snuck out with an older boy, and even the time I took a break from college.
You may not like all of the decisions I make, but you have loved me through them all. You’ve never questioned your love for me, you’ve never even made me feel like I was unloved.
In your own ways, you have always given me the safety of always having someone in my corner.
- Thank you mom, for giving me all that you can. There have been so many times that I’ve needed or wanted things that I didn’t have the means to get.
If you had the ability to help me, you never hesitated to do so. When I needed to move back home, as many young adults do, you welcomed me back with open arms and your Netflix password.
If I want a diet coke, a ride to work, or that book I’ve been dying to read, you have never hesitated to give me a hand, which is so much more than I can say for a lot of people in my life.
- Thank you mom, for always supporting my decisions–good and bad. Ever major decision I’ve had to make, you’ve supported. When I chose a college two hours away, you didn’t want me to go.
Even so, you supported it completely. When I dated a guy that you didn’t like, you helped me pick out outfits for my dates with him.
When I decided to move back home after that college two hours away didn’t suit me, you supported me taking time off school.
I moved in with three of my friends and you told me it was a bad idea, but you still helped me move in–and out.
- Thank you mom, for always being a strong woman. You’ve always been such a strong woman, such an inspiration. You’ve always been a role model when it comes to how I need to act.
I’ve learned so much from you, I’ve learned how to respect myself, how to respect others. I care so deeply about everyone, and I know that came from watching you go about your life.
When bad things have happened, catastrophic things that would leave anyone in shambles, you’ve stayed standing and optimistic about the future.
- Thank you mom, for all the stuff I don’t know about. I know that there are things in your life that I am clueless to. I know that there are so many things that you’ve done for me, things I don’t know about.
You are a mother, but you’re also a person with problems and a life. You’re a woman, an employee, a human with emotions. I don’t always realize these things, but you have always kept any unnecessary worries away from me.
You’ve been such a wonderful mom. You’ve never faltered in your role as a mother, you’ve let it define your decisions, always doing the right thing for me and my siblings. I love you, mom. Even when I’m mad at you, I love you.
To anyone reading this, call your mom, hug your mom, go see your mom.
And mom, I don’t know what I’d do without you. You’re my rock, my lifeline.
You’re my hero.