What you are most likely to remember about your mother is the one who raised you. This is certainly true for all of us as we grow up. I say this as I am a mom myself. I am so proud of my family and how they raised me that I feel so lucky to be a mom.
My own childhood is not that memorable (which is odd for me because I used to always write down every detail of every event) and I can’t tell you how I feel that my mom and I have a connection. We’ve definitely been there and done that but we have a special connection that’s hard to describe and I think it is because of the way we raised ourselves.
I have never been as proud of my parentage as I am of my own self. My mom and I grew up in the same household as my younger sister and brother. The bond we had as kids allowed us to love each other unconditionally and we still do today. I have told my younger sister that she has been a wonderful influence on my life and that I will always have to remember her for her kindness.
When I was in my teens I had a dream that my parents had raised me like a princess. I had to tell my parents about this dream because I didn’t want them to worry. I remember being so disappointed that I didn’t get to tell them that I had a sister and that I now have a sister who I know will love me and be proud of me.
It turns out you don’t need a mother to love you as much as you need a father. Because no matter how hard I try, I just can’t seem to find one who is my father. My mother and father were never close. My father is a very different man than my mother. He is a very strong man, a man who tries to lead a life that is always about him, not the needs of my mother or anyone else.
He tries to get closer to me, but if you look at my mother, that is something I cant even begin to understand, much less my father. It’s something you can only understand through a mother, and unfortunately your own mother is dead. You can only love someone you have known since birth. Your mother is the only person in the entire universe who can love you the way you deserve to be loved, and she is gone.
I know this sounds like a harsh thing to say, but your mother will always be with you. You are her daughter. She will always be there for you. I’m sorry your mother can’t be here with you to share this gift with you, but she is dead, and you are now alone.
Don’t forget that your father has died before, so you just get that from him. Though you may be dead in the process, it’s not the end of the world for you.
So we’re talking about the death of your mother, whose name was Lissa. She was a wonderful person, and you don’t have to be sad that she’s no longer with you. You are still you no matter what. You and your father will be together no matter what.
I would just like to point out that, while he has not been here to share this gift, your father has. He is dead, and you are alone. So its really not your fault. You are a good person. You must be stronger than that. The problem is, you dont know if you are.