Mommy's baby girl

I've always been mommy's girl. Some are Daddy's girls but not me. I was hopelessly addicted to my mom. I was her cuddle bug. I remember curling up in the crook behind her knees and falling asleep as she watched TV on the coach. I remember running my hot wheel cars up and down her legs and back. I remember her being my comfort, my love, my everything. When I was sad, scared, hurt or just down, she would sing the words to this sweet tune to me and everything in the world was better.

I remember being devastated at the thought that I would have to start spending the day in a room full of strangers where she would not be there. I cried everyday, yes, everyday of kindergarten when she would drop me off. I remember being dressed as a witch (green makeup and all) for Halloween that year and her begging me not to smear my makeup with tears.

I remember this routine  continuing up until I was somewhere in the second grade. And even after that, I couldn't spend the night at anybody's house until I was 12. I remember being so desperately home sick, she would have to pick me up, sometimes at 11 o'clock at night, sometimes 20 miles away.

I remember my whole life I would always be open and honest (about the big things, not the little nonsense such as skipping class). I trusted her and she never betrayed that trust. I was a good teenager. I obeyed the rules and never gave her any grief.

I remember there was a dark time in my life where I didn't treat her with the respect she so deserved. I regret that time.

Now as a mother myself, I catch myself trying so much to be as nurturing and loving as she was to me. And the times my 2 year old son is sad, scared, hurt or just down, I will sing the words to this sweet tune to him and everything in the world is better.

Thank you, mom. You will always be my Sunshine.