Happy Mother's Day!!!!

I know it's a little early but, I haven't blogged for about a week and I think it needs to be stated. Lately I have been busy dealing with school winding down and working everyday. Even though it seems like I have a million and one things going on in my life, I still have my mom to thank for a lot of what she did while I was growing up. Not to bump pops out of the way, because he was there and he is gonna have his day. But mom gave me a certain edge that I don't think I would have gotten if it was solely up to my pops. I mean when I think back to all of the tough times I had throughout my life, from having to get up at 5 in the morning to catch the bus 3 hours to school, to being a small time celebrity in a city and not having anyone who I felt really knew me enough to talk to. Two completely opposite ends of a spectrum, yet mom's spectrum seemed to always engulf mine. There was never a moment that I could go through that she did not have a similar experience and information to share with me on how I should handle it. I feel blessed to have her stubbornness instilled in me as well as her inner sense of F the world, I'm doing this on my own (LOL). I mean looking back on my time away from the house, ever since i was 17 and being in San Diego, it seemed like she had some sort of innate sense of when to call me. I mean, weeks could go by, and on the one day things seemed too much for me to handle my phone would ring and it would be that angelic voice asking me how things were going. Hell, you know me, I had to say everything is good, even though it wasn't simply because I didn't want her to worry. But she knew, crazy, but she always knew. She knew about every girl that I had, about what would eventually lead to the end; and she never sugar coated it, never pulled a punch. It was straight and arrow, not like her sister Aunt Nette, she could never be that straight, but it was still pretty straight. Well this is about my mom, my momma, that old senile lady who (she is probably gonna kill me for say this but...what the hell I love her anyway) lost all of her teeth and still managed to keep her beauty analogous with Aphrodite. I remember the days when she used to beat the hell out of me, the days she used to wake me up in the morning by taking my blankets and pulling them just far enough across my room that I had to get up and get them. And looking back...I wouldn't change a thing, because all of those moments made me into the man that I am today. Thinking back to past when I bought gifts for mothers day, I don't think any of those gifts will ever add up to the feeling that she is going to have this mother's day. I mean I did it for me, but I also did it to represent her and the rest of my family. Im graduating from graduate school, on mothers day, and I know when she sees me walk across that stage she is going to be soo full of happiness and so proud of me, but in the end I did it so that she can see, that reflection of her that is deeply instilled in me.
HAPPY MOTHERS DAY MOM.....AND ALL THE MOMS ACROSS THE WORLD
Thank You