In Case My Mother Ever Doubts My Love For Her Part 386

There have been a few things I have done over the past few months to show my devoted love for my mother....and then a few not so loving things to even out the un-loving side.

Loving -

• Washed dishes all summer and christmas break...(most days)
• Picking up my room MOST TIMES without her asking
• Burning all of her favorite songs on a CD for her to listen to
• Did research and made a sleep classical CD for her kids at school to listen to
• Made her a blog
• Taught her how to use said blog
• PLAN on teaching her how to post pictures on her blog
• Taught self how to play and sing her favorite song on the piano
• And recorded said song and formatted it as a ringtone for her
• AND wrote a paper about her in english class that I am posting here for all to see

I'd have to say my mom is a pretty significant person in my life. the past 4 1/2 years it's just been me and her since my dad has passed, and all my siblings have married and started families of their own since way before then. As much as I love my mother, I would have to say she is the most psychotic person I know. I'd chalk it up there with menopause, but it's really just her only daughter making silly and careless decisions. From testing her blood pressue medicine, to having to buy new hand soap because our old handsoap smell makes me gag from getting my mouth washed out with soap so many times.

I love ragging on my mom but she is one of the most kind-hearted ppeople I know. Growing up, I remember only getting "tough love." A little whining responded with counting and getting to Two would make me back down. Or making an "ugly face" would result the apathetic "Your face is going to get stuck like that." Although my brothers and I know the tough side of mom, my nephew's know a whole different side of her as she does nothing but shower them with love and spoils them rotten. As much as my mother humiliates me in front of my friends, i realize more each time how much i act exactly like her. People also say i favor her in looks, and although I'm definantly younger looking, she's always been more beautiful. When parents at her school ask me if I'm Mrs. Sasser's daughter, I claim that i'm adopted or that she is really my sister.

The past four years have been hard, with both of us (or me) being stubborn, and in habit of hiding our feelings from eachother at first. She's always been there and supported me in almost everything i do. She's not only my mother, but she is also my best friend.

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yeah, we'll talk about the unloving things in another post.

Oh. and i posted this on facebook because some grade thing and could really use some "critique" comments because that's part of my grade. So if we're not friends please add me - Leslie Colleen Sasser - and comment. I really just posted this here because i wanted my mommy and the whole world to see :) Have a good day.