My mom was barely 24 when she had me. She married straight out of college with her first love. It is a fairy tale story you would think. But dad passed away when she was only 32. Left with three kids, she faced the world with a brave heart.
I have to be honest that life was not without drama being raised by a single mother. I would turn into tears if I have to talk about every detail of it. But today, I can only look back and be grateful and happy to still have her now.
And yes, it is indeed a fairy tale story. I and my sister and my brother have grown up to be beautiful and strong just like her.
I love you My. I would be foolish to think to have someone replace you. Thanks for everything.