Did You Ever Imagine We’d End Up Here, Mom?

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Hey Mom, you know, for a big chunk of my early life, we spoke entirely different languages. My conversations revolved around crushes and friendships, while yours were all about books and academics. Night after night, we sat across from each other, struggling to bridge the gap. You wanted me to be unique, to carve my own path, but all I craved was to fit in.

I listened to friends share tales of their mom-daughter shopping sprees and late-night chats, where secrets flowed long after bedtime. They’d swap stories of heartbreak and drama, while I felt lost, unable to bring my own feelings to you. I thought you wouldn’t understand.

But here we are now, sipping coffee under the chatter of blue jays, talking for hours. Fast forward twenty years, and honestly, I can’t think of anyone who gets me better than you do. I once asked you what shifted—how did you come to see me so clearly? Your response was so straightforward: “I’m no longer responsible for you. My job is done, and I can simply enjoy you.”

I totally get that now, Mom. The weight of responsibility can be overwhelming. We all want to do our best, to prepare our kids for the world, especially when it’s time to let go.

You were right, Mom, and I’m not just saying that with an eye roll. I mean it with genuine appreciation.

• You were right to encourage me to look beyond myself.
• You were right to teach me that my value isn’t tied to fleeting images.
• You were right to stand firm when I thought I was ready to take risks I wasn’t equipped for.
• You were right to help me realize that standing out is part of who we are, even when I didn’t understand it.
• You were right to maintain those boundaries, even when I pushed back.
• You were right to share your tears on those tough nights because being “right” sometimes hurts.
• You were right to be my mom instead of just my friend.

Did you ever think we’d find ourselves here, Mom? Probably not. Honestly, I didn’t either. But as I’ve grown and embraced motherhood myself, it’s clear that this connection is exactly what you worked so hard for. We’ve transitioned into being friends, where you’re the guiding mountain I turn to for wisdom, hoping to be half the mom you were.

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In summary, this journey has taken us from misunderstanding to a beautiful friendship filled with wisdom and support. Thanks for everything, Mom.