I won't lie; I can be an absolute pain to live with and I have no idea how she's coped with it for the past twenty years. We know exactly how to wind each other up and the state of my bedroom often becomes a huge point of contention between us, but that's the stuff I miss when I'm at university on the other side of the country.
To cut a long rambly post short, I love her. And I don't tell her enough. And I hope I can manage to make her as proud of me as I am to have her as my mum (cringe!). And chances are she might not see this, because I'm not convinced my family read my blog. But that isn't the point.
| Literally the only photo of both of us I could find, and it's nearly four years old! |
I hope all the mums out there have a lovely Mother's Day and get thoroughly spoiled; I'll be very disappointed if I hear my brother isn't taking good care of my mum while I can't be there. Don't forget to go and tell the most important woman in your life how much you love her! Because mothers deserve to be appreciated.