March 8, 2007


Filed under: Family, Happy, Home, My Life — happychick @ 6.38p03

It’s not about the pathetic arguments we had during my “rebellious stage”. It’ll never be how many times she’s hit me, or how many names I’ve called her. The fact that I’m only now coming to realize how lost I’d be without her is a regret I’ll have forever.

In moving to boarding school it’s really hit home how close we’ve become over the past year or so. How much I’ve come to depend upon her, how, little by little I’ve become an “adult” in her eyes.

It’s about the bond we share, and how that bond grows stronger every day. It’s about me being able to talk to her about anything- my sex life, her sex life, gossiping and bitching about family and friends…

I can now look at her and say “I trust you. I believe you.” I value her opinion higher than anyone else’s. Her word is law, though I’m just becoming aware that she too is human- she too needs a shoulder to cry on.

I talk to my peers now, and I say with confidence “My Mum is my best friend”.

Slowly but surely we’ve come to a mutual awareness of our need for each other.

I know now that I can be secure in any decision I make. I can say what I feel and not regret it. I can get through anything, because, in the end- she’ll be there for me.

To hug me. To comfort me. To tell me that I’m right, or at least that she respects my decision. In the end, it’s about the love. And that’s all that either one of us will ever need.



  1. you’re a lucky girl for having such a great mom take care of her 😉

    Comment by hellboy — March 9, 2007 @ 6.38p03

  2. You have just described the relationship I have with my daughter. We talk about EVERYTHING. She is my best friend and confidant. Of course she’s 37 and I’m 59, but it’s still the same. I would say your Mum and I are about the two luckiest women in the world to have that kind of relationship with our daughters.

    Comment by Sandra — March 11, 2007 @ 6.38p03

  3. That’s an important stage to reach – congratulations for getting there.

    Comment by Mr Angry — March 12, 2007 @ 6.38p03

  4. we fight them, we hate them, we cry over them coz they seem to be unfair and sometimes treat them as our worst enemy but in the end we run to them.

    mothers, they can never be replaced! 🙂

    Comment by Mayang — March 16, 2007 @ 6.38p03

RSS feed for comments on this post. TrackBack URI

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s

Blog at

%d bloggers like this: