Someone once told me that in your teens, your mother is your greatest foe; in your 20s you still have some conflict, but you generally pull away to learn how to adult the way you want; and in your 30s, your mother is your best friend. I’ve found our relationship has followed that exact trajectory. You left today after dropping everything in your life to help me recover physically and emotionally for an entire month which is the third time you’ve had to do that for me in my 20s. Not to mention that awful 10 plus hour drive you’ve done in the middle of the night to be with me for my surgery more than once.
I don’t think I tell you nearly enough, but I love you with all my heart. I know my teens and 20s have been rough for us, but I’m glad we found our way back to each other. I don’t know how to thank you for all the sacrifices you’ve made for me throughout my life. From moving to a new town with your newborn to continually putting your life on hold to be my caretaker this year, you have fought to give me everything.
Poppie told me many a time when you and I were fighting while I was in my teens that no one will ever love you like your mother. I didn’t comprehend it then, but now I fully understand and embrace that statement. I’m so happy our journey has led us here.
I will love you always.
Your grateful daughter,