You are the strongest, the wisest and the most courageous woman I know, and I’m afraid that I don’t deserve you.
I remember the time we went out to see a standing ovation because my older brother was involved in it. I exaggerated how cold I was and complained until you finally gave up and took me home. You cried when we got home, but you forgave me.
I remember the time I came home hours late and had missed 8 calls and a number of texts. I made excuses for my actions and you told me to go to my room as your voice started breaking. You were so angry, but you forgave me.
I remember the time I broke a gift I had given to you only a few months after Christmas. I tried to hide it, blamed it on others and refused to be responsible for it. You picked up the shards and tried to fix it but you couldn’t. You were so upset, but you forgave me.
I remember the time I had lost the pricy gift you had given me for my birthday when we went on holidays. I looked for it everywhere, and when I couldn’t find it I eventually gave up. You were disappointed, but you forgave me.
I have many memories that I feel guilty for and they always end with you forgiving me. You’ve been there through the heartbreaks and the accomplishments, the highs and the lows, and the memorable and the forgettable. You’ve been with me since day one, and I can’t believe that I can call someone like you my mother. You raised three kids on your own, went out of your way to pave our futures and have guaranteed our happiness at the cost of your own. You taught me that a selfless person is one of the greatest gifts in life, and you’ve been giving me that gift from the moment you called me your son.
I’ll never be able to reach the selflessness you have – but as your son, I will try.
Happy Mother’s Day Mom.
Your terrible, but loving son, Bryan.”