Just wanted to throw in this thing i threw together for my MOMMY:
I was going to write this a long time ago; but I wanted this to have as much feeling as possible; i guess now i feel the time is right . I had written this before, but i accidentally closed this and lost everything so here it is againoh! the title; can go with my mommy's last post . "the invisible mom" ? well this is the daughter with x-ray vision
now, let's see . how can i put this ? my mommy is the best . seriously;truly .
when i was little i used to think she was so mean . i used to think that everything she did was unfair;mostly, i used to think she had it the easiest . okay fine, but what do you expect from me ? i was a child. i think about those days now I wonder how i could have ever been such a cruel little child .
i believe i remember her not letting me get my way one time . it was night time i apparently wanted to do something and she wouldn't let me . now remember, this was when i was in like.. 2nd grade . she had told me to go to bed .i sat in the bed with the lights on, being as stubborn as possible . i probably cried; since i was such a crybaby when i was smaller . i thought long and hard about what she had done to me decided to tell her how i felt about her . i remember myself gathering the courage to go march right up to the kitchen to tell her how i feel. so i walked over to the kitchen,called out, "i hate you mommy! ". i saw a slight smirk on her face and she just said, "okay ". even then, i was smart enough to know that she knew i couldn't be telling the truth. because i wasn't .
i actually love my mommy. i love that i grew up. i love how she raised me . i love it; i love it; i love it .
i couldn't possibly be the way i am today without her . look at all the things i can do thanks to her. (of course my brother has shown me some things, but this is about mommy, so SHHH) i'm entirely independent . i know how to do things on my own . although i don't want to, i could probably live alone, by myself, with nobody's help . i could do that; why ? because my mommy showed me how. all the little things she told me, i remembered them all . like how fish is really good for you;it's good for your brain . she told me that when i was smaller. i remembered that my mommy told me that i should always be polite when i'm over other people's houses you know what? all of my friend's moms love me;why ? because my mommy told me to be polite . my mommy showed me how to cook sinigang (a filipino dish) one time; well.. i don't remember how.
BUT my more better days are the days i get to spend time with my mommy. she's always working; always doing other things. but when i actually get to spend time with her, i love it . if there was a girl in my school that was just like my mom, she'd be my best friend . in fact, my mom IS basically like my best friend . just driving around with her is fun (unless she's stressed out about something) . when we're at stores, she has me helping to pick out her outfits for big parties and such . she's quite silly, thinking that some two things match when they actually don't. hah! i have to admit, she is HOT . yes, HOT! not temperature wise; come on now . i know you guys are a little more " hip " than that . when my friends see her, they guess her age to be mid-30s . no wonder i look so good)
but to be more serious;
my mom has to go through a lot. secretly, i call her super mom . cause you'd have to have super strength to go through what she has to .
work, work, work ! from the early morning to the late afternoon .
now here comes the little obnoxious child and her complaints: "mommy, all you do is sit in a chair all day long . how can you be tired from work ?! that's what i used to tell her . she told me that it didn't make her tired physically, but mentally. secretly, i thought to myself, "what ? that's dumb . " i know, i know . what a cruel little child; don't remind me . but her job can make you stress out ! so many deadlines;all these complicated numbers and words .
why else is mommy supermom? because she's the only one that supports the family .
jeffrey can though...but he doesn't. (sorry jeffrey; didn't mean to burn you)
i remember me and my bestfriend mia were having a discussion about this . i don't remember how we came across the topic, but she told me this: "oh my god! your mom works so hard. why doesn't jeffrey work?" i told her, "i don't know". she replied, "well he should! that's why i want a job . so i can get money" i said to her, "yeah me too; i can't wait till i can work . for my first couple of paychecks, i'm probably going to like.. give it to my mom . cause even a little bit helps i would probably work and just like.. give it all to your mom . your mom is like my second mom . this is like my second home ! "
And the question comes back; why else is my mommy supermom ? because honestly, nobody listens to her. i'll even admit; i don't listen to her. well i do, but some of the things she says, i just let it pass over my head. i do hear what she says, i just.. ignore it . YEAH i KNOW; evil child . gosh .
but seriously, nobody listens to her . i don't want to really list examples;
cause then other people may get hurt . so i'll just keep my mouth shut on this one .
i can go on and on and on. but i don't need to . i've given you good reasons; i've told you good stories. you have to know now that my mommy is absolutely the best. she goes through so much and gets so little in return. everything she feels; i've felt before. all her pain and such ? i know exactly what she's going through .
like mother, like daughter ? i guess you could say that .
actually; i'd be really happy if you said that . :]
i love my mommy . it'd be great to grow up andbe just as wonderful as her .
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