¡Feliz día de la madre!
Or Happy Mother's Day! Depending on who you are.I'd like to dedicate this post to my own mommy, the real one in the United States, who put up with a lot to make me into the fantastic person I am today.
Today I present my mother with the Long-Enduring, Always-Loving, Still-Going Mother's Award. (Because we all know it never really ends...)
Here's just a few of her specific qualifications:
-I'm a twin. (Oh, have I never mentioned that? Whoops.) And my sister's only three years older. Yeah, just, imagine that for a second...
- When we turned six, my mom threw us an all-out birthday bash for which we invited our entire kindergarten class. A bunch of five-year-olds running around a house in the woods with animals and sticks and a great big rope swing and toys. Wow, I need a nap just thinking about it.
-In elementary and middle school, I was a chronic homework/gym uniform/lunch forgetter. We're talkin', every other day. My mom worked at the school, so she got the call to bring things in. And she did. Every time.
-I will forever remember the time I was having a horrific, horrific couple days in sixth grade (Nope, don't remember why it was so traumatic...) and I got a huge bunch of flowers in a vase in my locker from my mommy. She made me feel so special.
- I have now neglected to send her either a birthday or a Mother's Day card, and she still loves me. I hope...
The picture of my Mom and I at Wicked last year, which sits in my room in Peru.For all you do and have done and will continue to do, Mother dear, I love you!
I hope your day was filled with goodness and happiness and love.
I hope your day was filled with goodness and happiness and love.
Long time no see, chickadee! I know, I haven't written in almost a week. And the truth about that is, it was a terrible, horrible, no-good, very bad week. (Alexander and...? Just me?) Not completely of course, but there was bad news from PA and bad news from Peru, all-nighters and stressing over exams...well anyway. Don't fall into despair! I'm back now.
Yay! Glad your back, I went and died somewhere too so don't worry everyone does it (well, at least I hope they do). You've gotten my confused at 'I'm a Twin' and then 'WE turned six', my sister and I look like twins so I see the possability to being a twin yet having someone who is a couple of years older. Does that make sense?
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely thing to do, to write out a post dedicated to your mother, if she read your blog I bet she'd be touched :)
Be: I have a twin, AND an older sister! :)
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