Holidays, of any kind, bring a sense of guilt to me.
Before my mother passed, I was a bit of a mess.
Even though I was younger and in my teenager wasteland phase, I still was a twit.
I know everyone has regret but I feel mine isn't something I can just accept, it's something I must carry, and I do.
Mother's day memories consist of me and my sister, making it about us and somehow turning, what once was an enjoyable, selfless day, into a intolerable, selfish one.
If I could tell my mom three things today it would be,
1. Thanks for always supporting me.
2. You brought light to many peoples lives.
3. You were the masterpiece of a mother figure with the framework of the Lord; I love you.
-M
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