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The boundless love a parent has for their child is matched only by their capacity to embarrass them.
A Ray of Sunshine
When days are gloomy and I can’t seem to find the light, Mom always clears the sky for me and like the sun, shines a light down on me. She isn’t perfect, but she is to me. Her rough edges and perfect imperfections are what makes her one of my favorite people in the world.
By Patricia Davila5 years ago in Families
Never Let The Truth Get In The Way Of A Good Story
Dear Mum, “Never let the truth get in the way of a good story.” You, circa 1999 You shared this motto with me when I was around nine or ten, after I listened to you telling a family friend a story about something I had done, the two of you cackling like hyenas. “That’s not what happened!” I cried, confused about the blatant truth-twisting I was hearing. “Well, close enough,” you responded.
By Jenifer Nim5 years ago in Families
Keep writing your story.
It’s hard to tell whether she was mimicking her own upbringing by birthing nine children into the world. My mom was one of ten after all. Maybe it was the fondness of being amongst a large family that she wanted to recreate. There are of course differences in the life she made for herself and the the one she was born into. She came from a two parent household, where her mother and father both worked. She herself was a single parent. Any single black mother of four children with only a high school education could easily find herself below the poverty line. My mother had more than double that and found herself removed from her own lower middle class upbringing and relegated into impoverished circumstances consequential to her choices. No matter the thinking that led my mother to nine separate pregnancies, two failed marriages, and no choice but to raise her kids alone in the most challenging and dangerous circumstances you could imagine, she never cowered to the arduous journey.
By Empriss D. Bennett-Moreno 5 years ago in Families
Ten Prayers to the Wind
My mom was a rebel right from the start, even before having two babes in tote, at the age of twenty. Without prior consent, her new role awoke an internal ”priority meter” for survival. She always took unequivocal action to create the best possible situation for my sister and me, no matter the circumstances. Mom knew for certain, she wished for "us girls” to have the freedom to live a creative and happy life.
By Kimberly Hampton Nilsson5 years ago in Families
Don't Listen to Mom!
Today is Mothers' Day in many countries, a time when we think about our own moms and everything that they've done for us. It's the loving, positive, and encouraging things they've said and done that are lauded. But what if your mom wasn't that kind of mother? Or what if she meant well, but something went badly wrong? What do you do with Mothers' Day then? And the bigger question: What do you do with your relationship with your mom? There's a popular meme on social media right now saying, "If you could go back and tell your younger self something in just three words, what would you say?". While there are lots of helpful things I could tell the younger me, I know exactly what I would say: "Mom was wrong." Mom's terrible advice, though well intentioned, was dead wrong and following it changed my life.
By Deborah Kellogg5 years ago in Families
What I Learned from my Mother
I am the daughter of Mildred Joan Powe. This is my proudest title and one I will never give up. My Mama was always a Boss Lady. I learned to be fearless from my Mother. Not only that, she taught me how to strike fear in the hearts of some of New York’s finest construction workers and vendors; and my niece and nephews. I’m laughing because it was funny to my Mom that they were afraid of me. In everything, fearless. With anyone, fearless. I was fearless because my Mom wasn’t afraid of any man, only God. She taught me to be fearless.
By Teresa Powe5 years ago in Families
My Mother
I tell people I was born in a room full of cats with no doctors present in a castle atop a hill in the woods. That’s close enough to the truth. One of my exes would tell people the cats licked me clean under the kitchen table. That’s not true, we’ve never had a kitchen table.
By J. Otis Haas5 years ago in Families
My Mother the Pisces.
My mother is actually a wonderful human, as much as I do not like associating with her personally. She makes a lot of people feel good about themselves, and she can be very kind in certain circumstances. I did not learn my own kindness from her, but I just want to get that out of the way before I really dig in.
By Ari Asha Love5 years ago in Families
My Mother's Mystique
Grateful, exuberant tears stream down my cheeks as I type these words, blurring my vision and clearing Her Sight. The opportunity to spotlight my Mother is too great to pass up, for this woman is my SHero whom I deeply admire and adore. We firmly ascertain that She chose me and I chose Her. I believe Her seeds have taken root in the Earth and will bloom for eons to come, but she would never say such things of herSelf.
By Sierra Humphrey5 years ago in Families
