A Person I Admire

As many of you may know, AP exams are going on, and I’ve just completed a whole week of extremely stressful testing. The only reason I probably did not have a complete mental breakdown was because of coffee and my mom but mostly because of my mom. For the past week, I would come home from hours of testing to cramming for the next test, complete mental exhaustion as well as physical, and the only thing that kept me going was my mother and her magical hug. Thank you, mom. Thank you for your comforting and securing hug. Without it, I think I’d be broken.

Recently, my mom told me something that I thought was funny at the time, but looking back on it, its probably the best thing anyone has ever done for me. My mom told me on the nights of my exam, she would wake up in the early morning completely stressing for my exam. Just that one little act made me realize how important my mom is. It makes me realize how many things she’s probably done that go unnoticed and unthanked.

Our mothers stay up late into the night just so we could feel comforted and loved. Our mothers put all their worries and exhaustion aside and take on all of our stress and problems. Our mothers take the burdens off of our shoulders and onto their own, willingly and happily. My mom has never complained about raising me (and trust me I’m a handful). She’s always let me speak my mind and babble on about incessant weird things. My mother has taught me so many things that have shaped and changed me into the person I am today. She’s always supported me. When I wanted to be a soccer player, she rushed home from work in Southlake so I could make practice on time. When I wanted to be a gymnast, she enrolled me in WinKids and sat outside every evening, watching me attempt to bend myself backwards. Every time I wanted to be something, my mom helped me get there, and when I decided I wanted to be someone else, she let me. When I said I wanted to dance in our living room every evening and no one could come and see and watch (yes, this is true; and still occurs), she ushers everyone into their room and lets me dance. She lets me be me. When I sit at the dinner table and talk on and on and on, she never discourages me- she lets me speak.

It doesn’t stop at encouraging me, its about listening to me. She listens and is open. When I have school drama, when I’m not happy, when something is bothering me, I know my mother is there with her open ears and understanding heart. She listens to all the high school problems and all the boy issues (it’s mostly me discussing about the cute boys in my classes). She listens to me, and advices me. My mother has taught me to never judge. She understands people. Don’t wish people ill, keep your heart open, and most importantly, my mother has taught me to love. She’s taught me to love unconditionally. Love people for who they are, however they are. My mom has always been my best friend. She knows all my secrets, she knows all my worries, and all my dreams. Thank you Mama, you truly are my number one ;)