Why Daughters Always Need Their Mothers....
A daughter needs a mother.....
...to guide her through the steps of childhood.
...to give her an extra boost in the obstacle course of life.
...who will give her courage to take risks.
...to share secret family recipes.
...so she knows the meaning of unconditional love.
...to show her how even the smallest acts can help change the world.
...to be her rock when times are hard.
...to remind her how sweet life truly is.
...who takes pride in the strength of her family.
...who will give her comfort no matter what kinda of storm she is facing.
...who will remind her to take a jacket-even when shes grown.
...who can soothe her heart with wise words and a gentle touch.
who makes every milestone all the more meaningful.
...who nourishes her body and soul.
...to show her that making the journey is more important than reaching the destination.
...who is happy to share her company regardless of what shes doing.
...to teach her the meaning of sisterhood.
...to bring out the laughter when no one else can.
...to show her where she comes from and who she may become.
...to teach her when to hold on tight and when to let go.
...who will encourage her to let her imagination run wild.
...who will teach her to be streetwise, for the day she must travel alone.
...to help her acquire the knowledge she will need to face the world on her own.
...to teach her the importance of little pampering.
...who is a constant source of support and strength.
...who encourages her to take the first big steps toward her future.
who will show her that theres always time to dance.
...to teach her the importance of tradition
...to be the wisest teacher she'll even have.
...who will never thin she's too old to need her.
...so she knows one person will always handle her heart with care.
...to stand by her on the most important day of her life.
...with whom she can share her secrets and dreams.
Living away from home has made me appreciate how much my mom does. I have to wake myself up in the morning, make my own food, pick my own clothes up off the floor...then wash them...the list goes on and on. It's all those little things that you forget to stop and say thank you for. I can't remember a time when I had to do something on my own. Every dance performance I looked into the audience and there was my cute mom with the video camera in one hand and the picture camera in one hand. Even though I think Im a big girl my mom is still the first person I call when I get hurt. I still hate going to the doctor by myself. I still say "don't leave me" when I have to go the bathroom in a store. Even though i yell and kick and scream at some of the things she says to me or makes me do, I still love her. Im so lucky to have the mom I do. She lost a lot of friends and sacrificed so much for me to have a better life and she's never blamed me for anything. Every day I see more and more of her in me, I used to think it was a bad thing that I was turning into my mom, but I really hope I can be just like her someday.
We just like to have a good time
We are way to much alike
