Dear Mother,
I remember painting a portrait of you, and how frustrated I was that my stubby child hands and old brush couldn't manage to capture your beauty. I remember the vivid image of your face, and the sloppy paint blotches on the paper. I remember you still liked the picture anyway.
I remember getting in a tussle with a girl in day care, because we both wanted to pick the prettiest flower for our mothers. I lost.
I remember you waking up me up in the morning and taking me to grandmas. I now realize how difficult that must of been.
I remember the countless sleep overs in your room.
I remember sleeping well those nights, even though you snore.
I remember when I barfed in your hands, and I was sure that was what true love was. Because why else would any one be crazy enough to let another person barf in their hands?
I remember when I broke your glass doll with my red bouncy ball. and I was so scared to tell you. but I remember most clearly that you told me it was okay.
I remember the promise you made me that day. that as long as I told the truth, you would never get mad. and you still keep that promise.
I remember when I told you grandma was my favorite, and I need to make it clear that YOU are my ultimate favorite.
I remember I would stand amazed when you could read my scribbled writing, because I knew I spelled it wrong. but you were smart enough to figure out what I was trying to spell. You are so smart. You're like a code reader. A mind reader. The reader of my heart.
You still somehow piece together my sloppy words and know exactly what I'm trying to say. I remember being the two tooter scooters.
I remember long naps in the back of the car, knowing when I woke up we would be somewhere awesome.
I remember you told me if I got car sick to either look straight ahead, or take a nap. In fact, those tips seem applicable to life.
I remember soaking your shirts with giant alligator tears.
I remember later on when
those alligator tears would be blackened with mascara. I remember the stains on your shirt where the last of your worries.
I remember my friends growing meaner, but you never did. I remember the world got bitter, but you never did. I remember the unrealistic standers set on my back, but you never were part of that load. I remember I cried when I got my first C+ but you told me that it was okay, because I was trying my best.
I remember us picking the neighbors cherries in the night.
I remember the highlight of each summer was mommy daughter week. I still know the excitement of mommy daughter dates. those are the best kinds of dates. know why? Because boys are stupid dates. because
I remember when a boy handed me my broken heart, with a Roxberry on the side.
and I remember you glued it back together again.
I remember you sang the song 'favorite things' to stop my crying.
I remember wetzel's pretzels.
I remember french toast.
I remember my 16th birthday.
I remember Disney Land is so much funner with you.
I remember you sitting on the bleachers.
I remember you telling me I'm a beautiful writer.
I remember the confidence you lit in my heart.
I remember my snappy come backs, and how they never received sass in return.
I remember reassuring you that its okay to ground me, because you struggle with punishing me.
I remember I got out of that punishment the next day. But it's okay, because
I remember guilt punished me more then any physical punishment could ever do.
I will always remember the color green. I will always remember the lyrics to the musicals. I will always remember your love. I will always remember your strength. I remember when I was small, seeing you cry was rare. I remember how it's not as rare anymore. I remember you watching the ones you love in pain. I remember watching you in pain. But still I remember your strength. I remember how scary it was to picture you in a wedding dress again. but I remember you were more beautiful then anything I could describe. I remember chipmunk cheeks. I remember funniest home videos, and how your laugh is funnier then the videos. I remember story time, and we couldn't skip a single page, because each second with was priceless.
I hope you remember I love you. I hope you remember the sassy come backs aren't on purpose. I hope you remember the tears weren't meant to make you sad. I hope you remember that your my favorite Disney princess. because you are way stronger then all of them put together. I hope you remember I want to be like you went I grow up. Because I remember all of this and so much more.
I remember trying to write poems about you. and how frustrated I was that my bony teenage hands and dull pencil couldn't manage to capture your beauty. I remember the vivid memories of pure love, and my sloppy sentences on the paper. I remember you still liked it anyways.
Happy Mothers Day!
To my best friend, and my unmovable rock.
I Love You Mom!
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