My Mothers Love, I will forever be thankful

Love. What do I love?... Well, I love my mother with all my heart! Although she is not with me physically, her spirit will be with me forever. She passed away when I was 13 years old, and although it's very unfortunate, that's not why I'm writing about her. I'm writing about her because I love her. I love her for many reasons, for bringing me into this world, for all the things she taught me, for raising me the way that I am, because, well, I love me, too!

I love her mostly because of all the love she gave me, the love that all children deserve to receive from their parents. I was lucky to have such a loving mommy in my life :)

My mother was truly an angel on earth that God took way too early from me and my sister, but I am very fortunate to have had her in my life for as long as I did. She helped me see the world in a different way from very young and I will always cherish the moments we had together. She did not candy-coat life for me, she prepared me to be ready for life's problems since I was little and even prepared me to be okay in case something ever happened to her one day and she wasn't around anymore. She would tell me ever since I can remember, that if she ever were to pass, she'd still always be with me in my heart. She even would ask me once in a while, to make sure I knew the answer to her question. And I knew, and still know now that she is a part of me and she is in my heart forever. She made me promise to her that the one thing I'd do for her was go to school and become something, anything I wanted to. And I did, I just got my bachelors this year, and I am planning on getting my masters very soon :)

I love my mommy for everything she was and everything she still is because I know I hold a part of her in my heart. I love her for trying to give me and my sister the best possible life she could give us. It wasn't easy but she did great and we had a great childhood. I love her for trying to give us all the things she didn't get to have when she was little, even though I know it was difficult for her. I love her for telling me that the man I was to fall in love with should have a good heart and that she didn't care what skin color or ethnicity they were.(Being of Greek descent that means a lot because Greek families tend to want only Greeks for marriage.)

I love my mother for giving me life, for teaching me all she did in the short period of time I had with her, for letting me see how life can be short, and so I live my life as happiest and fully as I possibly can, because of her. She gave me the most beautiful thing anyone can give to a child, love. And she showed it to me everyday. Thanks to her, even though I didn't get to say a goodbye, I know the last time I saw her I kissed her goodbye and told her I loved her when she was leaving for work. I live my life for me and for her knowing that hers was cut short. I love you mommy always and forever, and thank you for everything absolutely everything you've done for me and my sister!