Mothers Day

I'm beginning to realize that what they say is true. Teenage Rebellion is usually just a phase that we go through and grow out of. I'm on the brink of 19 and it has probably been years since i've felt the sentiment of "I want my Mommy", but that is exactly how i feel. When i was in the 8th grade i began to spend more and more time with my friends. As i gained more adult skills throughout high school, it seemed as though i never even saw my parents. They'd leave in the morning before i woke up and i'd get home long after they'd gone to sleep. They funded my shopping habits, paid for my car, school, etc, but i always felt it wasn't enough. I'd want to spend a day with them, but of course they'd planned other activities in anticipation that i'd be busy as well. Sometimes i'd be gone and come home, expecting them to be there, but they weren't because they had gone to the movies or to dinner with my brother. I was ready to leave, feeling as though i was grown up and didn't belong at home anymore. Most of the time i even felt like they wanted me gone, or at least that they wouldn't even care either way. So i left. Fall of 2009 i went away to college and lived in a dorm. As most of you know (or could guess) i ended up coming back. Things away weren't as great as i anticipated and when i felt horrible and nothing and no one seemed to make me feel better, i called my parents. Whenever my room mate went home on the weekends i'd sit in my room and cry on the phone to my mom and it temporarily made me feel better. When my dad came to visit me i cried for hours after he left. Watching my parents watch me struggle was the single most eye opening experience i've ever had. I saw love. Seeing them continue to try to help me when they knew that i could only help myself made me realize that no one can ever love me like they do. I'm now finishing my semester at Sac City and awaiting the fall when i will move away, and this time for good. But honestly i'm sad about it. I've realized that my teenage years could've been easier if i had sought out my parents for help more, but i suppose that is the purpose of our rebellion. We have it at a time where the consequences will be just enough to convince us that our parents are important, but not enough to permanently harm us. It is odd to think that i'm almost done being an adolescent, because i am so not ready to be an adult.

It is very important that today you really thank your mom (or mother figure) for all she has done in your life. Even if you aren't sure what it is, trust me that she has probably done a lot for you.