Your Mother carried you inside of her womb for nine whole months, she felt sick for months with nausea, then she watched her feet swell and her skin stretch and tear. She struggled to climb stairs, she got breathless quickly and even a simple task like putting her shoes on was a huge struggle for her. She suffered many sleepless nights while you kicked and squirmed inside of her and while you demanded that she scoffed junk at 3am, she then went through EXCRUCIATING PAIN to bring you into this world. She became your nurse, your chef, your maid, your chauffeur, your biggest fan, your teacher, your agony aunt and your best friend. She’s struggled for you, cried over you, fought for you, put herself second for you, hoped the best for you and has driven herself insane with worry for you but never has she asked for anything in return because she loves you and did it all on love alone! Most of us take our Moms for granted but there are people who have lost or have never even seen theirs. If you have a loving Mother who did all of this for you, you are very lucky, never devalue her worth because one day, you’ll wish you hadn’t.
A mother goes through so much just for their child <3, and now that i’m a mother i know this exact feeling and makes me appreciate and respect my mom even more
Just another thought
Another day goes by and my thoughts continue to consume my mind. I have said for months and months that I was done. Done with the pain of heartbreak. I can’t seem to follow through with my words. They have no meaning at the end. I need to stop what I am doing. I need to make sure I can fall back on what I have said I was going to do. My words need to have value. They don’t. I have been fed so many lies I can’t trust nor believe what comes out of peoples mouths. I’m afraid, this is why I continue to, to poke myself with a stick. This is not my idea of a new healthy year for myself. I was once a smart girl. I knew when to stop, when to cut the crap, to just walk away from situations and be perfectly fine. I don’t think that girl is going to ever come back. I was pro independence and stability and all about women with power and I felt pity for girls who couldn’t stand on their own. I walked with confidence and pride and knew exactly what I could handle, which was always everything. I now sound like a broken record, repeating and repeating on a loop that never ends not changing, sounding exactly the same with every playback. I’ve changed into somebody who I never wanted to be.
How can people be scared of guys who have tattoos, piercings or big holes in their ears? look at Mitch, that smile, he was and still is a role model for so many, a legend of music, the man who saved so many lives. I may not have met him, but I didn’t need to to know that he was one of the friendliest guys on the planet, he loved all his friends, his wife, his daughter. i just don’t understand how people could hate on him or be scared of him. personally, i miss him like hell, it saddens me so much that i’m never going to hear his voice on another album, but I still have the old albums he did, and it never gets old, the memories of seeing the whole band run through my head when I listen, he is so badass on stage but such a nice guy off stage. that probably makes no sense to anyone but idk, that’s just my thoughts
RIP Mitch <3
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