Sunday 15 March 2015

Dear Mum,

When I was a little girl there was nothing I wanted more than to be like you. I'd sneak into your bedroom and steal your make-up, wear your clothes and ruin your shoes by playing in the mud, and you never minded. In fact you encouraged me, you saw it as a compliment, that every little thing you did, said, wore, I wanted to copy. Times may have changed somewhat, and we're now many years down the line, but there's still nothing that makes me more proud than someone saying how much alike we are.

I'm sorry to say that I wasn't always an easy child to bring up; I brought you tears, heartache and more worry than I care to think about, but I know we had some amazing times too. Blasting the stereo with the windows open and surfing on the cushions, building dens under the dining table and all of the make-overs you let me put you through. These are all memories that will last with me until the day I die. We never had masses of money, expensive holidays or fancy day trips, but we never needed it. We were an amazing little family and you (and Dad) made the most of what we had, and certainly more than made up for what we didn't.

As I grew up I became a grumpy teenager, and you had amazing patience with me, not once did you ever let me know that you were fed up with me, although you must have been on numerous occasions. I came crying to you over friends, problems in school, boys and with more questions that you knew what to do with sometimes, but you were always honest with me. You told me what I needed to hear in the kindest and most caring way possible, and I'll never be able to tell you how much that meant to me. To know that I could come to you with anything and never be judged or fobbed off, to never be told that I was too young to know something, I never felt like I was a burden or in the way. You counselled me through a really rough time in my life, when my GCSE's were approaching and I was totally losing myself, you brought me back, I don't think I'd have coped if it wasn't for you.

The older I got the closer we became, and soon enough you weren't just my Mum, you were my friend too. I'm so thankful that we were able to build on our mother/daughter relationship because you're the best friend anyone could ever ask for, you'd go out of your way and do anything for anyone. As certain events unfolded in my 20's you stepped up more than ever; you not only took me in once again, but you took over and unloaded the world off my shoulders. I really don't know how you do it all, but you do, and with a smile on your face too.

These last few years have been really tough, for all of us, and I really don't know how I'd have coped without you. No-one will ever understand the extent you've gone to to make sure I'm ok, and there are no words to explain how much that means to me. I'll never be able to repay you for all that you've given me and done for me, but I hope one day I'm able to show you just a little bit, how much I appreciate it all.

I'm so incredibly lucky to have you as a mother and a friend, I hit the genetic jackpot! No daughter has ever loved a mother more than I love you. So, Mum, the woman with the biggest heart, best sense of humour, most loyal, loving and caring woman I've ever known, THANK YOU and happy Mother's Day!

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