A letter for Mother’s Day
It’s that time of year again when people buy their Mothers chocolates, spa days and trips out – basically demonstrating their love and gratitude in a shower of gifts. Yet if I spent more than a tenner on you, you’d be mad at me for wasting my money. In fact, every year you tell me just to get you some daffodils off the market for 50p, that’s all you want, you tell me. I know it’s true as well because you beam from ear to ear when I present you with daffodils on the big day.
It’s one of the things I love about you mum; that material items are not the be all and end all for you. You’d rather I kept my money and instead focused on looking after myself and getting to where I want to go. You encourage my curiosities and ambitions. Even telling me that you’d be furious if I did not travel because you know how I’ve always longed to go.
Things have not always been easy for us. We have not always got along. You’re not perfect and neither am I. Yet you are my mother and you have been around my whole life. Not everyone gets that luxury. I am lucky.
In fact, I wanted to write this letter to you, not to let you know that I care, or that I love you, you already know that. No, I wanted to write this letter to say, thank you. Thank you for being in my life, for being my mum, my friend.
Today is a day to remember all the joyful moments we’ve spent together (like when we went to see Paloma Faith in Thetford Forest together last year,) and look forward to the creation of new memories in the future.
I hope you have a fabulous day Mum. Put your feet up, relax and have a cup of tea. Today is your day, so take some time for yourself (we both know you rarely do) and enjoy it.
Love, Bekka x