I have written and re-written this introduction several times trying to choose the perfect words to craft the perfect blog post for you this Mother’s Day. I quickly came to the realization that my vocabulary is not vast enough to describe how much I love you or how blessed I am to call you my mother.
On February 18, 1994 at 6:14 pm your life was forever changed. 21 years later you are my home owning, pet parent, high school graduate, Drexel University alumni, Mercedes Benz driving, Versace glasses wearing mommy. Your life story is a testament to your determination, ambition, love, strength, faith, desire, humor and intelligence. The older I get the more I try to embody the strength of that 18 year old mother and high school student ready to take on the world.
You are the reason why I am the young woman that I am today. You taught me that hard work and determination will get me anywhere I want to go. You are always my guiding light. Whenever I have a question or just need someone to talk to you are always there to listen. You have taught me how to be a strong independent black woman. Even though it is so cliché I really don’t know where I would be without your love, dedication and compassion. Happy Mother’s Day!
The world is ours.
P.S. I told my friend that you want my children to call you Glammom and her reply was, “How are they going to be able to pronounce that? They are going to end up calling her Glum-Glum.” So yes I will allow my children to call you Glammom 🙂