Friday, June 26, 2009
The feelings I have for my mother can not be put into words. When I think of the words strength and love, I can only understand them, by translating them into the way I feel about my mother. She's all those stereotypically good things a mother should be, but she's also funny and flawed. She's a real person and she's a good person. She carried us through some rough periods in life. And she had a tough time doing it, but she came out a really solid person. I want all that she is. I want to hug her, be her and honor her.