Well for some odd reason, I decided to go through some of my old journals. Be it I was bored or whatever...but I started reading some of them and I started getting flashblacks of recent events that utterly crushed me. The funny thing is, the main thing that hurt then, did not trigger this now.

I started thinking about my mother. How much I miss her. How much I love her. The fact that she would stop EVERYTHING at the drop of a hat to come to my rescue. She is what makes a true hero. Virtue, Courage, Compassion. She loves when it is not deserved, Cares when it looks misplaced, and helps those who seem like they do not appreciate it.

My mother works her ass off, yeah it may be for the money, or just something to do. She works at a Laundromat. This week she has ground her energy reserves to the bone, working multiple double shifts, covering for her coworkers at the slightest notice. STILL she goes home to walk a dog that is three times bigger than her.

I wish I had the reserves my mother has. Yeah, I am spastic, I have a shitload of energy and I run around like a madman. So what? That means nothing of the energy my mother has. No she does not have as much "Physical" energy as I, but her spiritual and mental energies are at a level I could only wish of having, and hope to reach in my lifetime.

I sent her a text today, I think she liked it because she told me that she was on the verge of tears herself from it. It was not much, but if you are a parent, or a child who cares deeply for your own, then you will understand.

"I want you to know that I love you mom. More than I could ever say. You are the force that drives me, inspires me, and moves me to be better. I love you Momma." Word for word, I am a Momma's boy a DAMN proud of it. If you met my mother, you would call her Mom too, 'cuz that is just how awesome she is.



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