Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Celerbration...I didnt spell that right


Every one has a role model in their life; someone they strive to become like; someone they look up to. For a little boy it could be the superhero they see flying around the TV screen; a little girl could look up to her favorite Disney Princess. It could be an athlete, actor, or singer, but my role model is my mom. She is a real life superhero.
To me, my mother is my security blanket. No matter how bad of a day she had, she will always be there with a shoulder to cry on and a sympathetic ear for me. I love that my mother doesn’t fake listen to what I am saying. She sits there really taking in every word that I say. She cares so much for me and at times I fail to realize it. She’s there to wipe away my tears even before the first one hits the ground. Even if she has spent the day dealing with everyone’s problems and drama at work she will still be there to listen to me nag on about drama that is going on in my life. She always, I mean always, has a way to fix it.
My mom is my personal miracle. Whenever something becomes too much for me, she is there calming me down with just a hug and inspirational pep talks. She puts up with my mood swings, my constant chatter, my continuous requests, my sisters and I fighting, and still manages to run a household beautifully and have a full time job. She does this all with a smile—even when no one says thank you.
My mother is a very positive influence; she lives a wonderful Christian life. Serving God and others any chance she gets, even if that means putting off getting her stuff done until later. She is wholly and completely willing to help others first and foremost. I can truly think of only one fault that she has: She loves me more than I deserve. She loves me so much that I sometimes at explode her for not letting me make my own stupid decisions, but she never gives up on me. I sometimes try to push her away but I am so thankful that she stays put and never leaves me. She is always there supporting me in everything that I do. She is truly my number one fan. I don’t know what I would do without her in my life. I would be completely and utterly lost. I thank God so much for giving me such a wonderful, inspirational, hardworking, kind, caring, and loving mother.

1 comment:

  1. I love me madre too. Very well written! I like the big words you use too!:)

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