Letter to My Mother


Disclaimer: This is not a recipe post.

Today’s the 21st of March. Yes, I know, it’s easy to look at your calender. No, I’m not being Miss Obvious.

Today’s Mother’s Day.


I’ve been away from home for 6 months now. It might not be much, but it has definitely taken its toll on me. This is going to be the first Mother’s Day away from my mother’s arms. The first time I won’t be able to bake her those little frosted cupcakes with “Happy Mother’s Day” written with icing on them. I won’t be able to get her anything, or make her feel special. Yes, I know, everyday should be like that, but an actual celebration wouldn’t hurt.

“My mother is the best mother in the world”. This statement is more than true. Yes, all our mothers are the best mothers in the world. They shape us, teach us, they watch us grow and grow with us. They make sure we’re happy even if it’s at the expense of their happiness. Every mother is the best mother in the world.

As humble as this may be, my gift to you mom this mother’s day is a little letter. It’s the most I can do for now.

To mom,

No matter how far I am on this day, know that you’re always by my side. Your words and your lessons are my daily companions. Let me start off by saying my thank yous. Thank you for always being there for me; for worrying and waiting up for me, for the lectures and endless concerns. Thank you for the limitless hugs and kisses and for the lap I rested on every time I was too tired to keep my head up. Thank you for encouraging me and believing in me, pushing me to believe in myself. Thank you for the endless stories, songs and games when I was young, and the endless conversation now that I am older. Thank you for always assuring me that things will be okay, you were always rights. Thank you for being the voice that comforts me whenever my days are dark and frightening.

Every day I wake up hoping that I have fulfilled the dreams and expectations you had for me. Every day I work on making sure that I make you proud. I hope that when it’s my turn, I can be half as amazing and strong as you are.

Mom, saying I love you does not even begin to describe how much you mean to me or how grateful I am to be your daughter, so instead, I’ll simply say, thank you for being my superhero, my backbone, my supporter, my teacher, and above all, my mother.

May God keep a watchful eye over your soul…


2 Comments Add yours

  1. anonymous says:

    speechless… i’m sure she’s more than proud of of you…

    1. rouaw says:

      Thank you 🙂

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