Sunday, May 11, 2014

About Mom

In accordance with mother’s day, I will write about my mother. My mom is one crazy B. she’s my other best friend and I can’t ever begin to repay her for all the things she has done for me over the years. She’s held my sister and I together for the past decade and I know I wouldn't be as sane as I am now if it wasn't for her.

One of the most cherished memories I have of her was from just last year. My medication wasn't working anymore and I was in the midst of the countless drug trials that I've trudged though over the years. I remember only small bits of this day, but I do remember calling her while she was at work one day asking her to come pick me up because I couldn't function. That’s what depression does to you; its paralyzing and deafening and you have nothing but waves of guilt washing over your body and spilling out of your eyes. I found the strength to call her and asked for her to leave work to come get me from my internal hell. With all that said, mommy came and saved the day. She called my professors and the school councilor who planned out the remainder of my fall semester. Without her I wouldn't have graduated and I might not be functioning today.

After graduation she comforted me when I was digging deeper and deeper into the dark abyss of my own insanity while I was immobile without my foot. She took me out of the house to a butterfly garden at the zoo one day to let me sit in a wheelchair among the flowers. The day after I got my cast taken off she pushed me to go to my job interview, throwing all of my shit at me at once, knowing id get it all together one day... and I have.


Beyond the long hours for dance practices and the extended competition weekends, the endless loads of laundry and the sacrifices of salary to let us stay at school with our friends, my mother has shown my sister and I a strength I have never seen in anyone else. I hope to become at least half the woman she has come to be. I know I’m an adult now, but I still need help sometimes and I know you’re not far behind me. 

I love you mommy, to the moon and back.

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