Yesterday was a special day. My mom came up to visit me and she shaved my legs for me. I've basically had to take sponge baths to clean myself considering I haven't been able to take a shower from all of the chest tubes and other lines coming in and out of my body. So having my mom shave my legs while I was in bed was quite nice. My mom and I have the kind of relationship where doing something like that so nice and easy. I feel a sense of comfort and sense of being nurtured by her like a daughter naturally would. But I find we have a special relationship where I have really needed her and for that I am grateful. At the same time we have always had a close relationship where I can tell her anything. She has always been so strong and such a great example to me.
Ever since I was a little girl, I have always looked up to my mom. From a small age I always admired her as a woman and how she has always been so feminine. I have always loved everything about her, from her decorative design to the way she wrote with her long pretty fingers. I would even watch the way she would watch movies. I just really look up to her as a person and how she sees the truth so clearly. Her example as a mother has made me want to follow in her footsteps to be the mother that I am.