I learned so much about my mom today, not as my mother but as a person. It's so interesting how much I saw myself in her as she was telling me of her college years in the Big Apple, always pursuing adventures and her heart. We got to talk of just about everything under the sun and quite frankly, I really wished our car ride never ended. At some point into our conversation, she reached over from her driver seat and grabbed my hand. "Thank you, Rachel," she said. "For what?" "For always being there for me and always helping me through life. I honestly don't know how I would have made it without you. You are my hero." I was.. speechless for a moment, not because I was at a loss of words but because I was trying my hardest to hold back the tears in this utmost endearing moment of love. Mm. It was an overwhelming of love, not sadness. Everything at that moment was perfect, and we continued driving on home, hand-in-hand, fingers laced... until her phone rang, which then she let go to check who was calling. TECHNOLOGY......... Everyday I see God's love in my mother's love for me. There really is no difference. No matter how much of a failure I think I am, they see nothing less than perfection in me. I am their child, made in their likeness and image.
