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A Mother’s Dream

Today is my mother’s 59th birthday. She tells me that it’s easy to remember as she was born in 1950. And as for the actual date, she always prided herself on the fact that her birthday was one day after the great Martin Luther King Jr.. Besides getting a day off to celebrate a National Holiday, it must give her joy knowing that she celebrates her birth along side one of the greatest men in history.

I’m not sure how often I speak about my home life in Chicago, but I know this is certain; whenever someone asks about my mother, I tell them that she is the greatest person I know. She is kinder than me, more loving. She is friendlier. Definitely more wise. More open minded than me. She is the most beautiful person I know. The most gentle, caring, and selfless person I know. I love her more than anyone in this world.

From the very first day I was born, she has done everything in her power to give me a good life. She always ensured my happiness while instilling the values and ethics of her past in me. I have never suffered under the care of my parents. I only became aware of their hardships during my later years, for my mother made certain that no matter what her situation was, I would not lack any of the privileges that other kids enjoyed. She gave me the very best life that she could. As a result of that, I lived a life that some people dream about. It was a nearly perfect life, one for which I will forever be grateful to her.

As I mature, my love for her seems to mature as well. The kind of love that a daughter has for a mother will always exist, but I find something more has developed. I have developed a certain respect for my mother that differs from that I which I had when I was a child; it is the kind of respect that one women has for another. As I grow older, I have a greater understanding of the scarifies she has made for me during her life. I am who I am today because of her. I am able to live my dreams because of her.

However, I cannot help but wonder what her dreams were? Where was she was she was 24? What was her plan? Did her dreams come true? If I could go back in time, I would want to know my mother at the age of 24. She would have inspired me.

To my dearest mother,

You have made all my dreams come true. I will forever be grateful to you. I love you more than anyone in this world. Each day that passes, I realize more and more the depth of your love. One day, I hope that I can give you your dream. Happy Birthday Mom.


Your daughter



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