Sunday, 11 March 2018

A letter to my mum this Mother's Day


To the strongest woman I know, the most amiable, intellectual, compassionate, kindest, and the most bad ass.

Thank you for carrying me for nine months, for cleaning me up every time I threw up over you as a baby while I was ill, and again when I come home puking because I’ve drunk too much vodka 21 years later. 

Thank you for putting a roof over my head, for feeding me and for helping me survive in this cruel world. 

Times were tough and I learnt from a young age just how cruel and twisted life can be but you always brought light into the darkness. 

You taught me to fight for what I want, you taught me how to be brave, how to love unconditionally.  

To take chances, to stand up for myself, to fight back. To not take shit from anyone.

From the bottom of my heart thank you for fixing it after every heartbreak. The first time it happened you told me there are more fish in the sea, the second time you told me to keep my head held high and that there is someone out there for me. The third time you said, “fuck men, you don't need them anyway”. You always know what to say. 

When I do something bad you hold me to account for it, slightly annoying but I’m thankful still. 

Thank you for nagging me to brush my teeth, do my homework, my coursework, to revise and to apply for my job. I wouldn't be where I am now if you hadn't done that.

After all the arguments, all the tears, the temper tantrums, walking out the door, slamming doors, you're still there for me and I’ll always be here for you.



Written by VavaViolet’s Founder and Editor-in-Chief Sophie Blackman. 


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