Happy Mother's Day, Mom.

Mom,


First I want to start off with an “I’m sorry.”


I'm sorry I’ve caused you so much grief. And the pain I’ve caused you and the pain I feel daily is inexplicable. Having a mental illness has shaken our relationship, but ultimately I believe it has made it stronger. We have faced many challenges, arguments and mean things have been said (mostly by me). Along with those hardships, we’ve had many heart to hearts, long talks and lots of bear hugs standing in the kitchen. We’ve come a long way and each day we get stronger and closer. You've never given up on me.


You’re my best friend, mom. You’ve taught me basically everything I know. How to love, forgive, be at peace with my mental illness, and most importantly, how to be a daughter. Having you as a mom is a dream. You’re everything I could ask for and more. You’re my favorite person and my number one shero.


I know that not as many people are as lucky as I am. They're not as blessed to have such a loving, forgiving and gentle mom. That’s why I never take a day with you for granted. There will come a time when what I have is the gift of memories and of the life we shared together. You give me a purpose for existing.


You always reassure me all will be well, give me advice, bring me back when I wander and you steer me in the right direction. We have a bond that only a mother and daughter can share. You understand me better than I do myself sometimes and that speaks on so many levels.


So, to all the tears you’ve wiped from my face, all the kisses to calm my weary heart, all the hugs that have stopped my anxieties — thank you, mom. I love you so big. Infinity times infinity.


Love,


Brittany