My mother. She's stubborn, loving, and tries to understand as much as possible. She engages us in every kind of conversation, makes us follow our dreams, and isn't afraid to stand her ground. That, of course, is often accompanied by load of sass. She told us many stories from her childhood, from telling a mean person their face looks like a horse's ass, to exchanging new bike for a dog. With random person.
She never fails to tell us we're beautiful in our own ways, even tho we deny it. She probably doesn't know, but every little comment like that is safely stored in my memory. When I feel down I reflect on those bright moments. On all the little things.
She's both a mum and a great worker. Being a mum doesn't stop her in any way from having a job she wants, it's just a little alterned to her schedule. She jokes about anything. Her job, weight, tidiness of our kitchen and more.
She's also very protective. It's sometimes annoying, but we know she means well and loves us. Even tho I just described her best qualities, remember, she's still a person. A human being. She has her ups, her downs. She's not flawless, but as flawless as she can be. Her flaws and mistakes make her the person she's now. The best version of herself she can be.
She's a woman, mother, teacher, and a great friend. My mother. And a woman who inspires me.
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Please note, that I'm in no way depreciating my dad. He's awesome, but this was about describing a woman. Anyone who thinks my favourite parent is my mum, you're mistaken. I love them both equally. Have a nice day/night!
