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onto today’s topic: my mom 💌
i’m home in toronto just for the weekend right now to celebrate my sister’s sweet 16th. i saw my family just 2 weeks ago for spring break, but there’s a different level of comfort when i’m with them at home.
i turned 16 during covid when quarantine was on full lock-down mode. in middle school, i had fantasized about my 16th birthday celebration and looked forward to the day when it would strike midnight on january 27th.
half-way through 9th grade, i realized, with covid, this wouldn’t happen and i made my peace with that. 😬 i didn’t even realize a part of me still wished for something a little extra special for the birthday until i walked downstairs to see my mom grinning in front of a 2-tiered cake and elaborate decorations she set up herself on my 16th birthday. we celebrated at home, and that was easily one of my favourite birthdays. i’m not one to care for material items or big parties — being seen and thought of, though, that makes my heart swell.
nobody understands that part of me as much as my mom does. it’s not something i’ve ever said outright either, but she knows me by even the subtlest of queues, a trait i’ve somehow inherited from her. 🧬
home is where my mom is. she’s a model for my character, the fuel for my dreams, and the warmth that keeps my heart hopeful. i hope to one day hold even just a candle to her selfless and resilient nature.
i’m beyond blessed to be loved so relentlessly by her, and to also love her back with equal fervor. i wish this blessing on anyone.
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