mother of mine

i am blessed to have a beautiful, talented, caring, giving, amazing, patient, extraordinary, hands down simply the best mother (no matter what my sister says) known to me.  i know i know.  i'm not bias, but am very thankful for this woman who brought me into this world.  i know it hasn't been an easy road she has taken.  she has given herself to numerous amount people without asking for anything.

 i have no words to describe her strength and courage that i have seen in my thirty some years.  as i have grown older, i want to turn back time to remove any and all pain that she has gone through.  at times i feel i am the parent and want to shelter her from the evils of the world.  even to this day, i hate to see when she is stressed from work, had her feelings hurt, disappointed by others or simply in pain.

these last two years she has gone through a tremendous amount of physical challenges from being attacked by a dog, a broken pelvis, a vicious infection and now some heart problems.  and no matter what i'm doing or where i'm at, she's always taking care of me or my father or my sister.  i admit, and am not ashamed to do so, in saying how i speak with my mother at least once a day if not more.  last summer i taught her how to text.  she is now a texting fool.  it's nice to receive a early morning text from my momma letting me know to have a good day and that she loves me.

i only wish that i can be half the woman she is when i grow up.

my heart...my life...my mother