She’s flawed. Yet she’s perfect.
She’s elegant. She’s hardworking. She’s barely tired. She’s always concerned.
She taught me to accept nothing lesser than what I deserve. She made me bold. She proved women are at par with men.
She put me to sleep on long days. She stroked my hair telling me how proud I made her. She let me make up my mind about what is right and what wrong.
She taught me life. She learnt from me too. She shared her mistakes, overlooked mine. She broke rules. Yet she respected them.
She let me fly free. She brought me back to the earth when I lost my way. She cried at my success. She held me through my failures.
She fought for me. She let me hold her when she was weak. She showed me her weakness. She became my strength.
She’s my ‘Marmee’. And I couldn’t have asked for any better!
Some days, I miss you here. Other days, I write about you! 😉 Love you, Mom!