high school senior. shower singer. wise beyond her years. enjoys journalism, fashion, ballet, lists and straight lines. supports gender equality. can be wooed with chocolate, good literature, and iced coffee. sleeps very little, dreams very much.
Sunday, May 12, 2013
I want to dedicate this post to mothers. Not just my mother [a very amazing, inspiring, hardworking, gorgeous woman] but to all mothers. Mothers who carry pounds of weight with them for nine months. Mothers who sacrifice their clean clothes, nice hair, sleep, and body shape to raise children who will fight with them, scream at them, disrespect them, but learn to love them after they are mature enough to understand. Mothers who get up in the wee hours of the morning to tend to a baby or pack a lunch or make breakfast or do work before their children have opened their eyes. Mothers who work a job and still make time to raise a family. Mothers who are their to give a back massage when you can't fall asleep or drive to pick you up at 4 am from a sleepover when you get scared or upset. Mothers who braid your hair, pack your backpack, and leave little notes on your napkin in your lunch. Thank you to mothers who love unconditionally. Or as my mother would say, to the moon and back. xxx