I’ve been thinking a lot about mothering recently. That sort of evaluative thinking, where you wonder whether you’re doing a good job or not, how do you know if you’re making the right decisions, are you doing right by your children. Light-hearted topics, I know.
This morning, for Mother’s Day, my youngest child presented me with my gifts, which she had carefully wrapped using all recycled materials. There were chocolates wrapped in store receipts, plastic shopping bags shredded for filler, and the gift bag was recycled brown paper. Not to mention the lovely breakfast plate, with toast and jam just so with pineapple and a strawberry carved into a heart.
And my oldest daughter gave me a letter. I’m not sure if she meant to make my cry or not, but she did. I can’t imagine any better present than this letter, so for Mother’s Day I’m going to share it with all of you.
I suppose I’ll start by saying Happy Mother’s Day. I have so much to thank you for. First, I’d like to thank you for putting up with all the crap I give you at times. But I’m a teenager and teenagers are supposed to do that kind of stuff, right?
Second, I have to thank you for the genes I have inherited from you. I like resembling you. Third, thank you SO much for raising me to the a sensible, properly dressed young lady, instead of allowing me to dress like a skank. And also, thanks for all the valuable lessons you have taught me. I’ll list a few here.
1. You can never have too much fun.
2. Being crazy and different is a gift, not a curse.
3. Sarcasm is an art that takes years to perfect.
4. And once you perfect it, you must search for someone who understands it.
5. The “bitch” hat was the best invention EVER.
6. Siblings aren’t really that bad…
There are a lot of others, but six is a good number. Besides, if I wanted to list them all, I’d have to write a book. And that’s your job.
To wrap this up, all I have to say is: you are the best mother I could ever have asked for.