http://www.cosmopolitan.com/lifestyle/a45691/mom-best-friend/

Reading this, this morning made me feel as if someone from up above sent it to me.

My mother was MY best friend until she passed away. I am certain people thought our closeness was odd at times, but I didn’t care.

Her co-workers were jealous of her because I was always there for her and their own daughters were either too young or had already moved across the country, or had left the country entirely. I have no idea if their leaving had anything to do with their mother, her parenting, etc. I cannot creep into the minds of others.

I would often hear them say “Wow! I hope if I’m ever sick, that my daughter is half as good as yours is. She’s never NOT here for you.” It was very twisted jealousy that physically made me ill. Who the hell in their right mind is jealous of someone who is disabled, yet shows up for work every single day? I finally decided that it was their problem, not mine, and certainly not my mother’s.

My Mom never saw fit to call an ex-boyfriend or fight my battles for me, but she is absolutely the voice in my head that encourages me to be my authentic self. A huge part of me was buried with her. I will never not miss that woman. She wasn’t perfect, no one is, but she WAS the best Mom on the planet.

If you’re lucky enough to have a close relationship with your mother, give her a call today or a hug and let her know she’s important to you. Life is short.