Happy Mothers Day Mom

I want to tell you a story that's very important to me. I meant to tell this story on Mother's Day but was busy and forgot.

Say sorry.

When I was 13, I moved out of my grandmother's house, where my mother and I (along with my brothers) had lived for three years, and into my father's and step-monster's house. For the first year that I lived with them, I was miserable. My step-monster turned out to be a horrible person who seemed to enjoy fucking with a 14-year-old kid.

Things might have spiraled and resulted in me being an angry young man who wanted nothing more than to be left alone. But at the end of my Freshman year, I became friends with a guy whose family changed my life.

He quickly became my best friend, though I initially didn't realize it. He brought me into his home and introduced me to the people I will always consider the family that chose me.

It was his mom that took me in. I always had a place to stay when things were bad at home. When I was hungry, there was food to eat. And when I needed to talk to a parent, she always had an ear and advice.

She made me family, and I gained a brother and a sister in the process.

Mom passed five years ago, and I miss her. I wish I could introduce her to my grandchildren. She loved Katie-Bug. Even though I miss her, I feel so lucky to have known her.

Happy belated Mother's Day, Mom. You are remembered, you are missed, and you are loved. No matter where you are.