So i’m sitting here in my friends apartment, listening to them talk about their childhood and growing up and it reminds me how GREAT my family is. I think i forget how fortunate i am to come from a family where they all love me and gave me enough protection from the world, yet let me have enough freedom to see the world.
I was seriously just asking God why my one friend was getting on my nerves and i was trying to think if it was because i was jealous of her in some way…but i really didnt think i was. and then i was sitting upstairs listening to them all talk and it hit me. and this may not really be the reason i’m annoyed with her…but it’s still something i realized. I realized from her, and her past, and who she is now…How Amazing my Mother is. I definitely never appreciated my mom enough for all the things she let me do or taught me about life. and i’ll even admit that i wasnt one of those girls who genuinely thought my mom was a hero. But thats not the case now.
Now i see how good of a mother my mom was. She spent most of my childhood as a stay at home mom. She gave up teaching when she moved to California and had me. She was the mom who watched me and my cousins and my friends. She was our team mom for basketball. She let me have sleep overs and hang outs. She drove me all over the place for basketball practice and games and tournaments. She loved me and encourages me when i feel like i can’t do something. She’s the one i call when i need to vent about life. She’s the one i call when i’m excited about some random little news. She’s the one who helps me think things through. She’s taught me what it looks like to walk with the lord. She’s an amazing servant who is continually learning more about Christ’s love and shares it with others. I can honestly say that my Mom is my hero. and I hope to be as good of a mother as she is.
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