but being a teenager, i didn't want to hear that. i wanted to hear that my friends were always going to be there. at that point, i didn't want my ma to be my best friend.
we started fighting on an almost daily basis about the smallest things. i told her that she never understood me and that i was completely different from her. no matter how much i did that, she never let go. whenever we fought, she always held on tighter. i was the one that wanted to keep my distance, while she wanted to close it.
there came a point in my life when i stopped believing in myself, she didn't. when i thought that i was a nobody, she told me that i was the best thing that had ever happened to her. when i thought that i wasn't good enough, she told me to dream and strive for everything i believe in. even now, being hundreds of miles away, she's always supporting me in whatever i do.
she's the one that's made me who i am. she's the one that has kept her faith in me. she's the one that has loved me unconditionally.
she's my mother. and i love her.
happy mother's day.
-s-
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