Those of us fortunate enough to still have our mothers with us know how special they are. This Mother’s Day I thought I would tell you all about my mother and first best friend, Terrace Anderson.
Everyone’s mother is special but my mom is extra special, because she’s mine. Although I am an only child I’ve often shared her with friends and younger relatives because she is that amazing. Everyone wanted her to be their mom. When I was a kid and it was field trip time, my group was the group to be in. I had the cool mom. My mom was the one who let us be kids, let us have fun, and always remembered she was our age once.
She was a single parent; like a lot single parents she had help from family; but she always made sure that she was my primary person. She was my caregiver, my teacher, my best friend; I was (and still am) her baby. She made sure that I grew up a happy child, full of joy and questions.
In third grade I decided what university I wanted to attend. She said “go wherever you want to go”. I proclaimed that I was moving to New York City she said “I’ll come visit you”. When my job offered me the chance to move to Europe she said “I need to get a passport”. My mom has always be my champion, telling me I could do anything, be anything, and achieve whatever I put my mind to.
She taught me to work hard for what I wanted from life. I’m driven and ambitious because of her. I owe everything to my mother.
(I was sitting in a bank when I started writing this. I had to stop because I was starting to cry and I ugly cry.)