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The boundless love a parent has for their child is matched only by their capacity to embarrass them.
A Superhero A Warrior A Mother
My mother, like many mothers, was probably one of the best mothers anyone could ever ask for. She loved with all her heart, fought with all her strength, worked tirelessly, and was probably one of the smartest people I knew. She also gave me and my sister a pretty great life that we may not have had if her and my dad hadn't adopted us. She unfortunately passed away about three months ago and I know I'm always going to miss my mom and even more love her with all my heart. But that's not what I'm here to talk about today. Today I'm here to talk about all the great things my mom taught me. But there are quite a few things that have been passed down to me from my knowledgeable mother so instead of rambling on into endless sentences and lengthy paragraphs, I have decided it would probably be easier to compile them all into a simple list if that's alright to those who may be reading this:
Olivia DellPublished 3 years ago in FamiliesA Letter to my Mother
We all have one, a Mother. The immaculate conception of bringing forth a life into this world. The bond that is formed when the fetus is carried, fed and nurtured in the womb of a Mother... I'm not yet a Mother but I do have one.
Mother to Mom
"It's going to be okay." My mom looked at me from across the kitchen table. In the dull yellow glow of the pendant light, she looked tired. The pregnancy test, beaming a YES+ up at her, looked ominous. I'm sure I must have looked scared.
Monique MartinPublished 3 years ago in FamiliesNo Regrets
Dear fetal residence, I know...I know I said I would never reach out again but I had all of this back to you. Also, I just cannot in good conscience pass up the opportunity to accomplish something that many children of abuse never will; true and utter power over their abusive parent. You have the opportunity to stop reading, but knowing you, you will read every. single. last. word. You’re probably redder than normal right now, but that’s expected when you are called out for perpetuating generational trauma. I get it, you had a terrible, “[I] will never understand your pain” childhood...believe me I understand.
This Is Real Reason Why The Love We Have For Our Moms Is Unlike Any Other
You’re so mean to your mom. The words echoed in my head as my friend was explaining how the sarcastic comment I had made earlier probably made my mother feel as though she was less than. But that was the way it was. Our relationship was made up of me being a complete jackass and my mom just getting it. I’m harder on her than anyone else in the world and she just had to accept that.
Alexandria BrownPublished 3 years ago in FamiliesBeauty is a Way of Seeing
My mother is not vain. She has never considered herself to be beautiful. In her mind, cute, fun, and friendly have always seemed more appropriate descriptions than gorgeous, alluring, or mysterious. She believes, as my grandmother so often said, that “beauty is only skin deep” and my mother is not interested in appearances, in shallowness, in anything that is merely skin deep.
Megan Irwin HarlanPublished 3 years ago in FamiliesThe Worst of You Made the Best of Me
It’s strange writing a piece about honoring your mother while being estranged from my own. I contemplated not writing anything at all, but felt compelled to share my story. Not all mothers do wonders for their children just as not all children appreciate what their mothers have done for them. My relationship with my mom has had more downs than ups, and there isn’t much that I would say with certainty that I loved about our relationship. What is important is that I learned a lot from her although it’s not the typical mother/daughter life lessons. Of all the things I’ve learned from her, there is one lesson that is most potent in my mind; survival. I’ve learned that I alone can survive anything life can throw at me because, unbeknownst to her, she was the first thing I had to survive.
Shae MorenoPublished 3 years ago in FamiliesMy Greatest Champion
God chose you Heralded a champion In the spirit that animates In the spirit that marks You and your kind That spirit is undeniable might
Saqib RanaPublished 3 years ago in FamiliesHow to Avoid Growing Up Gracefully
At a fun family reunion three years ago, my family and I attended an Easter egg hunt at the local cider brewery. The first prize (and biggest egg) was a $25 gift certificate for the brewery, and there were a lot of great, smaller prizes as well — some merchandise, chocolate, candy.
Zulie RanePublished 3 years ago in FamiliesWe're All Mothers for a Moment
What if all women were mothers, even without having children? Even the people who choose not to have their own children have experiences in being a motherly figure to others, whether they've noticed or not. Growing up with a mother I didn't feel I connected with, I learned to seek motherly wisdom elsewhere, desperate to gain some sort of motherly attention that many kids are privileged enough to experience. Of course, there is no actual replacement for the woman who tried her best to raise you as a child of her own. However, I found bonds in places I never expected, and these served as mother moments for me.
Dani BananiPublished 3 years ago in FamiliesOne For Now, One For Later
One For Me….One For You It was a typical day in Pittsburgh……In December…….Blistering snow storm, blowing the ‘pretty to the eye’ white stuff into your pie hole if you open your mouth at the wrong time, slick slushy roads from the morning sun creating sloooooshhh sounds as the ‘big man’ trucks would drive by on the busy “back way” to the bustling little town over the hill in “the rocks”…. and me…in town from ‘it never rains in southern California’ to teach an acting class to a sturdy group of kids who have waited months for my return.
Trisha SimmonsPublished 3 years ago in FamiliesAdversity Molds You.
My mother, Blanca Esther Padilla is and always will be my hero. From running away from a physically, mentally and sexually abusive childhood to blindly walking into an abusive marriage, one which she thought would save her and take her far away from her pains and traumas, my mother is certainly the strongest person I know, and I’m not just saying that because she’s my mom. I basically grew up with her. I’ve watched her get her heart broken, beaten to a pulp by my own father, kicked out on the street by her own mother for misunderstandings and clashed communication, and yet she always made us feel safe. I’ve gone to college with her, I’ve witnessed her in her poorest and I’ve witnessed her in her richest, all with 2 daughters, young and alone. She is the definition of optimism and persistence. She taught us respect, and manners but most of all she gave us a kind of depth that I have only found in a small amount of people, far and few between. People who have faced much adversity, God fearing. My mother always gave us the platform to express ourselves and play around with our passions. She gave us the freedom and wealth she yearned for as a child, which I feel is very humbling. There were Christmases that came around where she would gently sit us down and explain to us that she couldn’t get us what we wished for but would try her best to make it a fun and happy Christmas. I always appreciated it, and I always wanted to cry because I knew she meant it and I knew she was alone. I’ve been told that I am wise beyond my years throughout my life and I can only thank her for that. Growing up with a single mother I’ve learned that adversity can do two things; it can either break you, cripple you and direct you to a much darker path or it can mold you and push you to a better future, however the choice is yours. In this case it has pushed us all to a better future, together. With hard work and persistence (even if you’re not the most talented at something) you CAN achieve anything. No amount of heartbreak or adversity can stop you from achieving your wildest dreams, in fact, it is giving you the thick skin you need in order to live this beautiful experience called life, push through trials with grace, love and positivity.
Natalie CassinelliPublished 3 years ago in Families