My Mom

So, considering the fact that tomorrow is mother's day, and that I've been thinking a lot about my mom lately, I thought I'd tell you some these recent thoughts.

The other day, my future mother-in-law offered to go shopping for my wedding dress with me. Up until that point, I thought that I didn't really have a sentimental bone in my body. I had thought it didn't matter who helped me shop for my dress. I mean, it's just a dress...

But my first reaction was: I want my mom.

She may not know, but I think that a lot. I never really tell people that (oh, until now) because I'm supposed to be really independent and not think things like "I want my mom". But I do sometimes.

When I was little, my mom is the one I wanted when I was sad or sick. Not because she's a nurse, but because...she's my mom. She was always so warm and kind to me, even when I was a wreck, or messy, or throwing up, and having her around made me feel safe and loved and just, better. No other person has had, or ever will have, the same effect on me. Any self-worth or confidence I have today can be attributed, I'm sure, to being loved so wholly. Now that I'm an adult and thinking that I'll probably be a mother some day, I know that I've had a lifelong lesson on how to do it.

To all you mothers, and especially to my own mom, happy mother's day!

xo