With Mother’s Day approaching I thought it would only be appropriate to talk about my favorite girl, my Mommy! Tupac said it best “ain’t a woman alive that could take my mama’s place”.
There is so much to be said about the woman who birthed me and brought me into this world. She goes by Nikki but her real name is Juanita. I call her Mommy and feel so incredibly blessed that I was chosen to be her daughter. My mom and I have an incredibly close relationship. She’s my best friend and often refers to me as her “little homegirl”. Anything can happen in my life and she’s the first person I call. When I need to share a laugh, when I won’t let anyone else see me cry, or when I need validation for cussing someone out, she’s the person I run to.
Beyond being my safe place, she has been that and more for my kids. My mom has taken care of all my boys while my husband and I worked or went to school. From babies until I was comfortable with them being in day care all three of my boys have been partially raised by their “Nene”. This woman has quit jobs, sacrificed what she wanted to do in life, so I could be comfortable enough to go and pursue what was important to me. She’s taught them ABC’s, numbers, colors, and sometimes teaches my husband and I things about our boys that we didn’t know. Her selflessness and patience has played a huge role in the development of my boys and we give her a lot of credit when it comes to their early development.
I praise my mom whenever I can because we came extremely close to losing her. One morning she went to the emergency room for what she thought was a bad headache and it turned out to be a brain aneurysm. She was told that she would have to have emergency brain surgery and was immediately taken to a different hospital. On June 13, 2014 my life stopped for a minute as my mom went in to have her surgery. I can never truly put into words how in deeply destroyed I was by this. I still get overly emotional and am shook to my core over this, which is why I rarely speak of it. I don’t do well with emotion and the thought of my mom not being a phone call away was more than I could bare. Thank god that wasn’t a reality I had to face because in true fashion, she pulled through and has been stronger than ever.
This experience made her stronger than she already was, and it made me love and appreciate her more than I already did. To me my mom is all things beauty, strength, love, light, and patience. I don’t know if I could handle this thing called motherhood without her. So, to you Mommy, I just want to say how much I love and appreciate you. Thank you for allowing me to be myself and for loving me unconditionally. I could go on forever and ever talking about the greatness that is you. I hope that my boys grow to appreciate, respect, and love me the way that I do you. You are truly an angel on this earth. Thank you for teaching me to be the best mother I can be. I will continue to apply the lessons you have given me, and I will do it with love.
-Mommy aka Key-boo