“I rely on myself, just making sure that was clear. I’m not in need of your crutches, I faced all my fears, & I won what I knew I could have. Life is not a punch card, make the best of what you have, but don’t wait;just go. And when you find yourself, please let me know. It’s not too late, just go. ”—"This is the House Doubt Built" - A Day To Remember
Mom, you’re the most amazing person in my life. I love you. <3
My mother has had every title you could imagine: the chauffeur, the chef, the maid, the mom, and the dad. Everyday, I saw her do laundry, dishes, cleaning; she helped me with homework and still got me to softball practice on time. She took college classes at night, and by day she juggled the responsibilities of having 5 kids all under the age of 16. After witnessing such a feat, I’ve come to realize that there is one thing I’m absolutely positive about: I believe in the strength of a single mother.
When I was younger, the fact that I lived with just my mom never fazed me. It was normal. But as I got older, I realized that society isn’t so accepting. I’ve heard people ridicule the ideals of single moms and criticize their lifestyle. Now, I can’t change people’s opinions; they’ll think what they want. But what I can do is tell people what led me to my belief.
The title “super hero” doesn’t do my mom justice. Something like “gladiator” or “warrior” is much more appropriate. She has been through the worst circumstances a person could go through. The abuse she experienced was terrible, but it gave her the strength she has today. However, the most amazing thing about this story is not that I witnessed the abuse, but the fact that I did not witness it. Growing up, I had no clue that she’d been in numerous abusive relationships. There was never a hint as to how severe her internal battle with addiction was. All I remember is a mom who never missed a choir concert; a mom who would dance to silly music and play games with us; a mom who cherished the lives of her children more than her own.
When she knew I was old enough to understand, she slowly revealed to me the troubles of her past. She hid nothing, and lied about nothing. I now know that she was abused physically, sexually, and mentally throughout her life. It’s sad to think of the pain she’s endured, but I know she wouldn’t be the same without those experiences. I also know that my siblings and I wouldn’t be the same people either.
My mom has always taught me to never be sorry for how I feel, to stand strong in my beliefs, and to be honest no matter the circumstances. My whole life, she has supported every idea and every dream I’ve ever had, because she wanted me to live up to my potential: something she never had a chance at. Her sacrifices, her optimism, and her astounding ability to love will always fascinate me.
This woman is the reason I have any hope for this world, because I know she’s not the only person out there that lives with such resilience and courage. I will always have respect for all single moms. They are the strongest people in the world.
“Who will defeat the rider
and free him from between
the walls of iron, the emblems crushing his chest with their weight?
Will they defeat him gently,
or leave him hurled on the green,
his rags and wounds till hidden
under the great breastplate?”—“The Knight” - Adrienne Rich
“…I could drive, and you could sleep, while the radio collides to the sound of our heartbeats. What do you say we leave for California? If we drive all night, we could make it by the morning. No one has to know if we decide to go. What do you say we leave for California?”—