Saturday, October 8, 2011

To the Mother who Gave me the Strength to go that Extra Mile

When asked what your relationship was like with your mother when you were a teenager what would you say ? Were you two close ? Did you fight a lot ? Did you tell her everything that was going on in your life at the time ?  I would say probably around 80% of teenagers were NOT close to their mothers. They probably fought a lot and told their moms next to nothing about their lives. I was not a part of this 80%. My mother and I were, and still are, very close.

I wasn't some goody two-shoes. I didn't do everything I was told. I definitely didn't get along with my mother 100% of the time. And I most certainly didn't tell her every miniscule detail of my life. But we didn't have the typical teenage-mother relationship that most people see and hear about now-a-days (Always arguing, being just plain mean, or paying no attention to any part of each others' lives). When I was younger I got very mouthy with my mom and we had some fights, but they were never so bad that it would cause things to shift between us. We've always remained close. I always came home from school and told her about my day; what I did, how my classes were, anything funny or bad that happened. Obviously I didn't tell her everything that happened with my friends. Like if we were out later than we were supposed to be, or when I started swearing, or the secrets my friends would make me promise I wouldn't tell anyone about. I did however tell her much more than my friends ever told their parents. I always talked to her when there was drama going on between people, or when I, or my other friends were fighting. When there were problems with people I would talk to my mom and ask her for advice. I didn't usually do anything wrong or cause any trouble. When I did though I usually felt so guilty that I'd end up fessing up to my mom not to long after. Like when I skipped my Biology class in 10th grade, I went home and told my mom right away. She didn't do anything about it. It's not like I had skipped class before. Besides I was usually a pretty good kid so I know she wasn't worried. She had, and still has, no reason to be. I've never done anything horribly wrong before. Never tried any kinds of drugs before. I'm still a virgin. And I've only ever drank twice in my life and it was one drink both times. My brother's; well they weren's so lucky. They let their friends and other things influence them. I've been around some shifty people before but I never let them influence me into doing the wrong thing. I'd like to thank my mother for that. Actually no, the credit for that should go to both my parents. It's because of them that I'm the person that I am today. I Love them so much. My mom and dad raised me and my two brothers to the best of their ability. They did a wonderful job teaching us right from wrong. You can't blame everything that goes wrong on the parents. My brothers and I were raised with so much love and in a really good enviornment. The rest is really left to up to the child. Sometimes you just can't help who they choose to hang around with. And you can't think and decide everything for them. In the end the decision is theirs. The path they choose to go down is eventually left up to them. You can only hope that you instilled enough good values in them so that they can choose the right path, or one day find their way back to it. I believe my parents have accomplished this. I just hope that one day my brothers will have the courage to return to the path that was originally set for them.

My parents are the most important people to me and I'm not sure how I am going to, one day, survive without them. =/ I dont feel like I'll be able to make it through it, but I know that with the help of my mother I will hopefully find the strength to pull through. I love you mommy and I would be lost without you. You encourage me to try new things and to be the best person that I can be.

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