Saying that my mom is my best friend sounds so cliche, but if I said anything else I’d be lying. The older I get, the more I realize I need her.
Being away at school has done nothing but show me how much I need my mom.
I love my mom more than any formation of words could describe. And I mean I wouldn’t be here without her, right?
When I’m sad, I call my mom. When I’m stressed, I call my mom. When I’m frustrated, I call my mom. When I’m bored, I call my mom.
When she hasn’t answered my last 10 texts, I call my mom. When dad won’t send me money, I call my mom.
My mom is like an all-knowing Wonder Woman. She’s my rock, my best friend.
Since she’s my best friend, her opinion matters the most to me. If she doesn’t like you, I’m sorry, we can’t be friends.
If she gets bad vibes from you, she’s probably right. I trust her judgment on people more than my own judgment at times.
She knows me better than I know myself. She is one of the smartest people I’ve ever met and I’m so lucky she’s mine.
My mother has taught me to be independent, confident, and to stand up for what I believe in.
She is one of the only people who tells me like it is, but doesn’t completely destroy me in the process.
My mom has shown me how to do everything in life with class and poise, even if I don’t always do things the way she wishes I would.
She’s the first person I go to when I need advice about anything. Clothes, makeup, school, boys, friends, and anything in between.
She pushes me out of my comfort zone and makes me try new things.
Whether its a new weird food that I would never try on my own, or making me go on a date with that new guy I just met.
Mom’s really do know best, and mine knows more than the rest.
I will forever be grateful to my mom for all the things she’s done for me over the years. And I don’t think I’ll be able to repay her.
I love you to the moon and back, momma!!!