If you're based in the UK, then I'm sure you're aware that today is Mother's Day (if not, then shame on you). Therefore, I think that it is only fitting that today, I share with you a little bit about my Ma.
|My Ma has a thing for expensive coats from Joseph and Davidoff Cigarillos.|
A very popular post on the Blogosphere has always been that "a letter to my sixteen year old self." I find these posts fascinating... The warnings of heartbreaks to come, the promise that you will find the strength to recover, hints of wonderful friendships that will be made, pleas to study harder, and everything in between. In all honestly, however, I think mine would just say:
"Stop being such a bitch to Ma. When you get over your teenage angst, you'll discover that she's your rock, your best friend, your closest ally in life, and you will never really forgive yourself for all the hurt you caused her, even though, luckily for you, she will."
|But she's also partial to bumbling around in a kigu.|
|We share a passion for Burger & Lobster - and she'll always split with me, so I never have to choose.|
I look back to the past, and I am aware that all of my successes are due to my Ma. She has allowed me to become who I am today; never by being overbearingly moulding or controlling, but by letting me figure it out for myself, and gently guiding me back whenever I have strayed too far; for this, I am seriously grateful.
I look to the future, and despite rising graduate unemployment, the nightmare of getting on the housing market, and the frightening thought of how much debt I'm getting into at university, I'm not afraid. Yes, it's daunting, but I know she'll be there as I muddle through it, as she has been through everything.
So basically, this post is a huge thank you to my Mother, just for being bloody brilliant. I think I may even let her read my blog for the first time, because I want her to know how much she is appreciated.
Thanks for everything, Ma. You really are the best.
Lots of love,