Dear Mom

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Dear Mom,

Thank you.

Those are truly the only words that I need to say to express how you have impacted and shaped my life. You have always been someone who stood up for me in all battles, who stood beside me during difficult times, and who let me stand on my own.

I think that everyone can agree that mothers are courageous and strong women. Not only do they offer us their bodies for nine months, but they offer us their lives for far more than just eighteen years — they offer their lives forever.

Although I am not a mother, I understand all that mothers sacrifice for their children. I understand that they put their own lives on hold to help their children excel. And because of this understanding, I want to say thank you.

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Thank you for sacrificing your body for me. Thank you for months of visiting the doctor’s office, for battling nausea, and for all of the pain that you endured during labor.

Thank you for holding me at 3 in the morning, even though you had a big day the following morning. Thank you for recognizing my needs above your own. Thank you for sacrificing many nights of sleep for me.

Thank you for playing dress-up with me. Thank you for not becoming frustrated with my insane imagination and for always playing along with the play scenario that I had invented for the day.

Thank you for attending all of my games and awards nights. Thank you for putting aside your personal time to attend the endless amounts of basketball games and awards nights throughout elementary school and high school. Thank you for continuing this through college as well (although events are a rare occurrence in college, it was still appreciated).

Thank you for helping me through heartbreak. Thank you for sharing your wisdom and being a sounding board whenever I had my heartbroken — and if we’re being honest, you were there through these moments more than once!

Thank you for letting me be free. Thank you for letting go of my hand and trusting me to be a responsible adult. Did I get it right all the time? Nope. But thank you for allowing me to make my own mistakes and learn from them.

Thank you for supporting me no matter what. Thank you for supporting my relationship choices, career choices, and all my life’s decisions. Thank you for letting me find my own way.

Thank you for loving me when I am so not lovable. Thank you for loving me through the terrible two’s, through my bratty teenage years, and for continuing to love me each time that I mess up. Thank you for your unconditional love.

Thank you for being my number one fan. Thank you for always cheering me on. When something good happens, you’re my first call. When something bad happens… well, I might choose to call dad because he’s a bit calmer (haha!). But you are, and always will be, my number one fan!

Thank you for knowing my worth even when the world doesn’t. Thank you for believing in me when I, nor the world, believe in myself. Thank you for reminding me that I am always worthy.

Thank you for being my mom! I love you.

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And don’t think that I have forgotten about all of those amazing men out there! If you’ve checked it out yet, click here to read about how thankful I am for my dad.

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