I recently came across one of my yearbooks from elementary school. In the cover was a note from you. One of the things you said was, “I am thankful God gave me a friend.”
And you are just that to me.
You’ve taught me so many lessons over the years, but the greatest lesson I’ve learned is how to be the best mom I can be.
You showed up for me no matter what. You spoke up for me. You sacrificed so much for each of us.
I admit it wasn’t until I became a mom that I understood you; it was then that I could really see you. You loved unconditionally, and still do. I always want to do my best, to make you proud of me. And it is because of the way you love me.
There were times where I am sure I pushed you to your limit. Yet, you never once judged me or made me feel shame. You made me feel safe and loved. This gift is something I cherish and do my best to give to my own children as they grow up.
Mom, you are so strong.
When you received your diagnosis, you instantly thought of me, your only daughter, and made sure it wasn’t in your genes. What amazing love that is! Witnessing you go through the grief, the chemo, and the surgeries that breast cancer brought on you, you came out on the other side still smiling. I don’t think I have ever been so proud that you are my mom. You showed me how to never give up, and to trust your faith. I pray that I can walk with such strength in my life.
Whatever I face in life and this journey of motherhood, I am reminded of the lessons you’ve taught me. I am rooted in the love you gave me and continue to give me. I am blessed to now also witness you love on my children and the bond you have with them is so special.
Your legacy is love and strength. And I thank you for those gifts. I thank you, mom.
I wrote this to honor my mom, a breast cancer survivor. I also honor the moms and daughters, fathers and sons (according to the American Cancer Society, there will be over 2,000 new cases of breast cancer in men this year) that are still fighting, and those who are no longer with us.