I can never ever write enough about her. Nor can I ever thank her enough for all the things she has done for me.
Both my parents are amazing people and I love them, but I feel rather ashamed that I’ve always been more of a Daddy’s girl, and never really got very close to mom. Despite that she’s always been there for me. All my birthdays, she makes me cakes and throws parties for me. She never lets me inside the kitchen, and hardly makes me do work. She keeps a close tab on me and my friends so as to never let me go in a wrong path.
I was a bit of an easy kid. Having to grow up with people two years older than me, I had no time to indulge in rebellious behavior, and hardly found a point for it, so I didn’t put much pressure on my parents. I knew how teenage life was even before I was one, and so I was able to go through it pretty nicely. I don’t regret not running after guys, not sneaking out, or not doing the thousands of things teenagers did. Instead, I gave other troubles to my parents, like volunteer to bake cakes, and stuff so my mom had to do them.
She and dad has always given me everything and more, before I even asked. I am very fortunate to have them, because I know that even when I mess up, they are here for me. I was spoiled at a young age, but I learned a lot of things through that phase. Dad and mom started giving me pocket money since I was seven so I was able to manage money from a younger age, and that is one thing that drew me to the business world. I like managing things.
They never pressured me to do anything. I was allowed to buy things I wanted and if I waste things, I am reminded of the wrongfulness in wasting. I was allowed to go out with friends (who, were all two or more years older than me. I have only two friends who are the same age as me, and that’s not such a bad thing.) and so I had no reason to go behind my parents back. I was allowed to do anything I pleased as long as it wasn’t illegal or prohibited in the religion. Dad and Mom shaped me to become the person I am today. Mom had to do most of the shaping because most of my pre-teen years were spent with her, and I’m glad for that. She thought me to participate in things, just to experience them, and that winning was nice, but nicer was to enjoy things. She thought me to pick friends carefully and to always be true to my principles. She was my mentor, she still is.
I love her despite how less I express it, and I am so very grateful to everything she has done and is doing for me and my siblings. Thank you god for giving me such a wonderful lovely mother. I couldn’t have asked for any better.