Mother
When I first looked into your eyes
19 years ago
On the day I breathed in your sweet fragrance
As you held me in your arms
I knew
I knew you would be more than a mother
More than just a friend
More than a phone call
Or a text message
Or a full tank of gas when I was low on money
Or a shoulder to cry on when I got my heart broken for the first time
I knew
I knew you would be an inspiration
A motivation
A salvation
From the horrors of this world
You knew them firsthand
For they had consumed you on their own
Demise
Divorce
Depression
You felt them all
And you survived
And each moment I struggle I remember you
And your strength
And your love for life
And your love for me
And I am reminded
That life is what you make it
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