Maybe a text message for Mother’s Day wasn’t enough for you. I would understand if it were not, but there is no way I could live on with the pride you instilled in me in any other way. I will stand my ground until you have come to me asking for help. Just like you did when I was sixteen years old, and the only person left standing with you.
I will never forget my friends in elementary school telling me that you were the best mom, that we had a perfect family. I will never forget the St. Patrick’s Day scavenger hunts that you would organize, or the easter eggs scattered for Kels, the neighbors and I to find.
I will never forget the way you held me when I cried in your arms. I will never release the memory of sitting against my wall crying at night because neither of us could sleep when we were fighting. We stopped fighting. That is the one thing that I thought you showed me the best, never stop fighting.
You have overcome more in your life than I will ever even pretend to understand, but at this point you have overcome the challenge of raising two children. You brought babies into this world, and ended up given the world two strong women. For sixteen years you were the mother that I knew and loved.
I’ve been telling someone special that “plans change,” recently, because I have seen that so much in the past few years. When my plans changed you hopped on a plane and came to me. The tears shedding out of my eyes were always your combat, but I pray that you know when I told you it was not your turn to cry the other day, I was saying it with love.
Today may be the worst day to be saying things like these, but I truly love you and I cannot wait for you to get better. I say that I cannot wait, because I know that the love we have is stronger than a disease. The power that you’ve showed me in my life is more potent than any substance. Your heart is bigger than any bottle.