Editorials
What My Mother Means To Me – J.Y. Wood
By: Brite Moon
Britemoon.rising@gmail.com
I remember hugging her. It felt like I was in the safest place in the world.
Everything around me always seemed so big, but in her arms, nothing was as big as I was. She was as strong as a force field and as soft as my favorite blanket, all at the same time. She was my Wonder Woman and she was all woman. She kept me safe and took care of me with all the love that only a mother can show her child. And she did it all without any super powers!
I remember how she smelled. It was unlike anyone else. There was something about the chemistry between she and that bottle. Its as if it was made just for her. I can remember wanting to be like her. To hug like her, smell like her, love like her. I still pray that when the time comes I will be as wonderful a mother as she has been to me.
I never knew what struggles faced a single parent raising two children. I never went without. I never felt the stress from her hard days work, and I never heard her complain. I had a roof over my head and a hot meal every night. I was able to be a child and to grow as a child should.
If you let her tell it, she did nothing out of the ordinary. She took the cards she was dealt and played the hand the best way she could. I, on the other hand have seen what the difference a dedicated parent can make versus one who is there by obligation and not love. How parental decisions made irresponsibly can truly affect which path your child will choose to take. Her influence was strong, positive and ever present. So much so, that I literally wanted to walk in her shoes, and I did too.
She has done more for me than any one person should, and been there and done things I didn’t even know she could. She guided me by example, while still allowing me to grow. She’s built confidence where I had none and nurtured my individuality, despite what she may have felt. She has been my strength and my courage when all I had was gone, and I love her for it. Because of this and all the other little things, she means the world to me. Thank you Momie!