The Love of My Mother

I am full aware that there are many families who do not have the mother in their household.
I do understand that there are father's who take on the role of a mother, or perhaps an uncle, cousin or aunt.

But for this blog post, I would just like to generally focus on the aspects of a mother's love based upon what I know from growing up with such a wonderful woman that I would like to call my mom.

My mom is like my best friend. Truthfully, anyone who knows me and has asked me about my relationship with my mom can confidently quote me on saying that.

Sometimes I am just fathomed beyond disbelief of the things my mom does that makes her so wonderful. There are times like these, where I would just relax, meditate, and give glory to God for blessing me with such a strong, beautiful, and compassionate woman that I call my mom.

What breaks my heart is how much my mom loves her children.

My mother has lived a life full of many obstacles that she needed to hop over since the beginning of her childhood. Yet, throughout all of the storms, she remains strong through Christ, and loves her children more than she has loved any other person on this planet. My mom is the type of mom who's hugs are the best in the world. Who's perfume smells comforting and welcoming.

I can tell many stories of how much I have made huge and stupid mistakes in the past, only to be loved and still warmly embraced by my mom.
She is loving, kind and nurturing. My sweet mother. I do not know what I would do without her. Her faith in God is remarkably strong.

Everything a mom does is out of the pure goodness of her heart
It breaks my heart that there are those who mistake this as competition.

Shame on you for accusing this as something evil

Shame on you for treating my mother the way that you do

It hurts me more than anything to know my mother continues to be stepped on and trampled by your heartbreaking words.

The love of a mother is one that I can look at and take a grasp of the love God has for us. As a daughter, I am glad my mom isn't jealous. I am glad my mom doesn't act out in immature ways of spite. And I am sure as darn tootin glad that I am blessed with such a mature, and compassionate mother. I hope one day I can love just as much as her.

My mom is like my best friend.

This blog post may not have made sense. But it made sense to me. I love my mom more than anyone on this planet, and I love and miss her kind heart even more.

Let's just say, this blog post is a way for me to stand up for my mom in a discrete way. I am not going to address the issues broadly, and publicly in an immature way. I mean, I could have made this blog post a whole lot more general. But, I suppose this hit far too home for me to do that. I want everyone to know how STRONG my mom is. How much she LOVES her kids. She would do anything for us. I know she would.
And for anyone to try to break that and act out in jealousy because of that lives a sad, immature, and shameful life.
Phew. Got a little angry there.
But that's the beauty of having a blog. It's like my online diary that I am able to decide the levels of secrecy.

~Rey