I love my mother as the trees love water and sunshine. She helps me grow, prosper, and reach great heights. A mother's love for her child is like nothing else in the world. It knows no law, no pity, it dares all things, and crushes down remorselessly all that stand in its path. A mother's love reaches far beyond circumstances and feelings, it sees past flaws and imperfections, and celebrates God's gift of love, sent from heaven in the form of a child. Moms hold their children's hands for a while, but their hearts forever.
Motherhood: All love begins and ends there. Children and mothers never truly part, bound in the beating of each other's heart. This next group of beautiful mother daughter love quotes really express the warmth and comfort a mom can provide to her children. In times of need, and in times of tears, in times of joy and in times of fears The one person who is always there.
A little girl, asked where her home was, replied, "Where mother is". A mother's arms are more comforting than anyone else's. A mother is one to whom you hurry when you are troubled. Let your daughter know just how precious she is to you and how much you love her with these special daughter quotes and sweet sayings. There are also beautiful and encouraging quotes you can share with a daughter to inspire her to be the best she can be.
You are precious in every way, the sunshine in my day; the joy in my soul, and the love of my life. Life is tough my darling, but so are you. I am not a perfect mother and I will never be. You are not a perfect daughter and you will never be.
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But put us together and we will be the best mother and daughter we would ever be. Dear Daughter, if I could give you one thing in life, I would give you the ability to see yourself through my eyes. I want my daughter to believe deep in her heart that she is capable of achieving anything she puts her mind to. Dear Daughter, don't concern yourself with fitting into glass slippers.
Think instead of shattering glass ceilings. If I could give my daughter 3 things, it would be the confidence to always know her self worth, the strength to chase her dreams, and the ability to know how truly, deeply loved she is. Dear Daughter, I wish you the strength to face challenges with confidence, along with the wisdom to choose your battles carefully. I wish you adventure on your journey and may you always stop to help someone along the way. Listen to your heart and take risks carefully.
Remember how much you are loved. I am so proud of you. Love Mom. I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright. I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun more. I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive. I wish you enough pain so that the smallest joys in life appear much bigger. I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting. I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess. I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.
I wish you enough. Tell your daughter how much you love her with these beautiful mother daughter quotes about love. I will protect you until you are grown and then I will let you fly free. But loving you, that is for always. No one will ever know the strength of my love for you. After all, you're the only one who know what my heart sounds like from the inside.
I never knew how much love my heart could hold until someone called me Mom. My daughters are the bouquet of my life. From the moment they placed you in my arms, you snuggled right into my heart. A daughter is someone you laugh with, dream with, and love with all your heart. Daughters hold our hands for a little while, but hold our hearts forever. A daughter may outgrow your lap, but she will never outgrow your heart.
More beautiful mother daughter quotes that capture the beauty of daughters, and just how unique and special they are to you. My daughter is a beautiful gift, that brings warmth to my heart, and brightness to each day. A daughter is God's way of saying, "thought you could use a lifelong friend. Read about narcissistic mothers. The best thing that could happen to you is moving away. I'm sorry to tell you but you will never get what you need to heal out of your mother.
I am sorry you were raped. You did the best you could do as you were a child. Sounds very much like my mother. I have gone through a lifetime of hot and cold never knowing what to expect, the ignoring, hardly listning to my stories or what I say.
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My mother has been emotionally unavailable my entire life. I have tried to be the good daughter for the last several years by wrapping up my effort to clouded over by my extended efforts that everything will be ok but it never is. It's tough to grow up never knowing how your mother's reaction is going to be as we get older, we realize what these mother is really are selfish, narcissistic, Self Indulgant, spoiled, combative, always in competition with us and in denial.
The good thing is though that after the daughters grow up hopefully like me they can begin to see these awful traits in their parents and pull away. Limiting time spent with use harmful mothers to begin the process of finally protecting themselves. Like my therapist says "is necessary to preserve my inheritance".
Keep calls to a minimum, text or email most of the time if possible. If my mother asks how come I don't call and talk to her as much anymore I just tell her via email that I'm really busy with my career. When going for dinner try not to go to your parents housr. Go to a restaurant so you can leave immediately afterwards. Something about being back home in your parents house make some comfortable to start up with you again and I avoid this now like the plague. I am feeling better now because I have no more expectations of my mother.
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I know exactly what she is and have come to grips with that. And when longing for a mother sets in just remember -you miss the person you wish she was not the person she is! I'll take a page from my sisters book: she moved away many years ago and has been conspicuous absent in person except for the "fake happy 8 minute phone calls 1x - 2x a week".
I know it's a year and a half since you posted this but just had to say thanks so much for posting this comment. I've had a similar situation to you, it was almost like reading my own words. I don't think my mum is intentionally cruel, but her complete inability to cope with emotional or intimate things has led her to be unbelievably cold, neglectful and unloving at times, so in that regard I've really had to bring myself up, and for many years I made a big mess of that. I had the same experience as you in my teens and I tried to talk about it many times, but at no point have I received anything other than coldness and weird unnerving silences, from both her and my siblings.
I felt like a dirty, soiled rag when she treated me like that. I've been unable to contemplate having a baby because I know it will re-ignite all of that pain. I am though finally starting to learn that it is not about me, but all about her. It still hurts like an open wound at times, wondering just how she could neglect her own daughter in this way, refuse to offer comfort or support of any kind, and not only that, but make my siblings turn away too.
It's utterly incomprehensible to me. But our lives matter, and I need to make my life matter. I think you are amazing for going through pregnancy, and I hope that things have now got easier for you. I genuinely wish you every single bit of the best. Go and be the best mum you can be, I'm sure you are. Yep, I had a mom like this too. I feel like she never had my back, ever.
She never stood up for me when she should have. She would take my friend's side, no matter what the situation was. Once she yelled at me for a mess my friend clearly made during a sleepover. I bursted out crying. It startled her enough to make her stop yelling at me, and she went and quietly cleaned up the mess herself. But she was too timid - and immature, I guess - to calmly confront my friend and gently tell her to go clean it up.
I guess she didn't realize she could put the responsibility where it belonged with my friend without being mean about it. But nope- she didn't want to blame my friend at all, but she was mad. It hurts me to this day that it was of absolutely no importance to her that I had no dad growing up, and then when she got into a relationship, the guy didn't want me. You would think securing a good dad for me would be top priority. To this day, she accepts no responsibility. They would go out to dinner without me.
She said it was because she "didn't want stress" at dinner. Once she was about to go visit family for the Holidays without me Lots of things, I could go on and on It's like she revealed herself over the years. She was a wonderful mother to a small child who only needed her basic needs met. But when I slowly grew into a person with more complex needs, she couldn't deal.
She was a terrible mother to a teenager. As far as she was concerned, her job was done when I was about She just gave me a roof over my head, but she didn't parent.
I didn't feel like anyone cared about me, all of my teenage years. FL how would you suggest shy and anxious or depressed women avoid the mistakes your mother made? This worries be because I grew up painfully shy with parents in denial of how hard it was. I never got treatment, even when I asked. I was bullied and ignored by peers. I had to teach myself how to push through on my own, but I still tend to be a loner. I wonder if the way I learned how to survive will be interpreted as weak or not good enough by future kids.
What do you wish your mom had done differently? You're right in that we never hear from adult kids of socially anxious people or their experiences, thoughts, and feelings about their childhood household. Your experiences are important. Life is funny, do we all resent something about our parents? I wasn't abused but I felt my psychological needs were neglected at a critical, part in my life where we develop lifelong personalities. My parents were very loving, but they almost seemed blind to how my shyness affected me. They never talked about it and never asked me.
Once we got the internet I was able to research and learn how to accept, help, and love myself, but I still have so much anxiety that turns up almost like an autonomic response that is very difficult to unlearn shaking during public speaking, difficulty with 1 on 1 interactions where I lead conversation.
I used to get so mad at my mom for not stepping in, and the funny thing is she had some issues with her mom as well. It's like an endless cycle. It would feel so shameful and horrifying to have my kids grow up and look down on this flaw I've been wrestling with my whole life. But it is more important that I be a good, loving, strong mom so they can feel secure in this world.
The fact that you want to be the best mom you can be to your future kids is a really good sign that you will be. If you begin therapy now you can learn how to self-monitor your own mood states and learn ways to regulate your unwanted reactions and behaviors; this will take you a long way towards being the joyful, relaxed, and self-confident mother you want to be when you do choose to start a family. Taking child development classes and parenting classes will help you gain confidence as a future mother, as well. Also, take advantage of opportunities to babysit children of various ages now, so that the actual act of physically handling and emotionally caring for infants, toddlers, and young children will become familiar and easy for you and not an alien, anxiety-inducing experience.
Or, perhaps begin by hanging out with women you admire for their good mothering style; observe them with their children or grandchildren, notice how they handle common, everyday situations that crop up RE parenting: a colicky infant, a toddler who is full of energy, a preschooler who asks a thousand questions, etc. Wanting to be the best parent you can be NOT "perfect"; but a "good enough" parent is a very achievable goal. Wanting to is half the battle won already. I was a shy sensitive kid. Born that way with 2 abusive self centered narcissists for parents. I found dance and yoga helped because I was taught to perform.
Yoga helps you relax. Understanding that I was sensitive to my environment and that I couldn't push myself every day the way an extrovert would, also helped. The physical activity helped because I didn't feel so physically helpless when my father wanted to batter me. In fact I stopped him from hitting me permanently by kicking him across a room. He was a typical,run of the mill, bully. I'm not advocating hitting someone but at that time I was so angry about his years of arbitrary, unfair, sadistic, misogynistic, behavior that I just let him have it I was Anyway, the physical activity calms your nerves.
I think I may be this type of mother. My own mother was horribly abusive and unfortunately I married an unloving man who reinforces my low self-esteem. I feel really bad for you, and also for my daughter. I think that she would be better off without me. My mom was the same but with one big difference.
I used to try to go past my fears. I was shy which i hated so I learned how to perform as a dancer and artist. Moms reaction to that was to demean and harass me but stealing my art supplies and vandalizing my art. Of course after years of this and begging her to stop destroying my paintings as I was selling them occasionally, when I started dancing I actually hid it from her. She never saw me perform. She was also extreme verbally and emotionally abusive. She called me a whore every single day for 6 years while I was going thru puberty.
I think I would have preferred her just being inadequate instead of the inadequate and sadistic bully I had. My mother died being She was living in a home, that I religiously paid for, in our home country. I felt OK having her there, because it was the best solution for us My own desire to have my own life helped me detach, create my own sense of self and begin a new life after 50, developing myself and being extremely happy with my choices.
When I was told that she passed away, I flew back home and gave her a good burial with the rest of the family. If was a normal rite of passage It was only after leaving my suitcase on the floor that I was invaded by an extraordinary anger attack, with waves of contortion, crying and hollering on the floor. Growling as an animal, what kind of grief was it? In the middle of the pain, I could hear a voice that was extremely angry with me, reproaching me: "You let her die, never did what you promised to me I did remember promising myself at five years old, that we would survive the beatings she gave us only because we would grow up, be stronger, and thus be able to deliver them back to her, blow by blow I had the urgent need to find this child, so went to my old box of pictures, and I found her: she looks like a lost orphan, with sad looks, her little knees twisted It was her I needed to rescue!
Got her picture blown up, had her on my table every day, and began a conversation that never ends. I have adopted Norita, and each day tell her how much I admire her survival skills. And my mother's death in peace and surrounded by care? I told Norita that even when I was shouldering her expenses, I was not with her. She was not forgiven, and her punishment for the atrocities inflicted on her was real and it happened: "See, I let her die alone Nobody was with her, with exception of the hospital personnel.
Nobody to tell her caring words, so, no, she was not forgiven for being so cruel with her, with me growing up. At that moment the horrible, agonizing crying spells ended. If along the years I had forgotten Norita, now she is part of my family. She has a place of honor, as a strong survivor of the horrors of a unloving childhood, and I care to ask her what would make her happy every day. God your story sounds familiar to me. God bless you and all you have been thru. My horrible mother is still alive at 93 and my brother lives with her. He does not understand because she adored him and beat me.
My kids don't understand because they weren't there when I was a kid. My father has been gone 10 years and I'm still mad at him for not saving me from her wrath. I dread when she passes and I don't want to deal with everyone's not understanding why I am missing the funeral. I hate her so, she ruined me. Constantly mean and critical, rotten. I have been sad most of my life. I so appreciate your posting if your story. Yes, I do remember crying by night, hoping that my dad would stop her and defend me from abuse It never happened, he was a coward and accepted all the negative perceptions she had of me, true or not Marsha, you need to adopt yourself.
Get a picture of yourself at 4, 6, 10 years old, enlarge it, get a precious frame and hang that pix in front of you. Each day send love to her; tell her how much you admire that she survived your mom's emotional concentration camp, and she was brave enough to keep you going She had hopes for the future that kept you alive and now you have to rescue her from her cold prison! When she feels loved and admired, you will feel much happier! In this way you reverse her ruining you, and you will be the winner.
Take heart! Dear Nora You are to be congratulated for the uncommon courage it took to listen to your sacred inner daughter: the wise Beautiful strong powerful fierce authentic loving female-being you began as. She is the one true touchstone who deserves your unconditional love and now receives her due. In the final analysis the healing medicine we carry and embody is FemaleLove. Every woman's duty That is part and parcel of the grieving process and the way home to authenticity, sovereignty and peace.
I teach women how to do what you did so naturally with their girlhood photographs and it is truly life altering. I bow to your grace and dedication to your sacred inner daughter Norita I look forward to reading your posts. They have helped me to understand how I was raised and how that has affected my adult life. I am 64 now and although I am so sad and angry for what I didn't get, your writings have helped me so much in processing it all.
I think you are a great therapist and a writer but I just hope one day you will just see your mother just as human. A person who was just like one of your many clients that you help everyday. Simple, flawed, human. I read your articles all the time, and you are still angry even though you will argue you are not. You so far have not seen your mother as just a human. This is from a woman that has similar if not worse experience and who is currently not in a relationship with my mother but I no longer see her as one identity the mother.
I see her a woman, a human, a person whom I do not get along and whom I wish the best and whom I hope she changes her ways but maybe not First, I am neither a therapist nor a psychologist which, had you read the article in question with any care, you would have noted since the sentence is set off as a separate paragraph. Second, thanks so much for your analysis of my anger and your statements about seeing people as humans.
It's true enough: serial killers are humans too because they aren't elephants. I rarely reply to comments like yours but, sometimes, readers and writers have to have snarky fun. It's very nice of you to see the human in your mother, that seeing this in a person does by no means diminish any of their responsibility. In fact, it's quite the opposite, as being human, at least an adult one, is also about assuming exactly that.
I hold someone who either chooses to be a mother or finds out that somehow Infants have no say so in the matter; whoever you happen to be born to can make your abjectly helpless, dependent years a wonderful adventure or a living, nightmarish hell, on a moment to moment basis. Every moment of every day a woman can DECIDE to be a good-enough parent to the baby she chose to keep, or she can choose to give the baby up for adoption.
Better to be given away as an infant than be scalded to death, left alone in a crib for days to starve to death, or live a bleak, marginalized existence literally starved for attention and affection, or used as a human punching bag to relieve your parents' stress and frustration. Yes, I totally hold those who become parents entirely responsible for their choices, actions and their treatment of their children.
If anything should be subject to public judgement, it is how a parent treats or maltreats her child. Thanks for this brave comment I really appreciate you putting on black and white the absolute responsibility of our parents. Babies can't survive alone, and by design are dependent on the mercy of their parents. In life's lottery, you can be loved and supported and given a good shot at a good life, or you can be destroyed by the miserable parenting offered in our first home If you managed to survive an horrible childhood, you are a brave person that deserves all our respect.
Please, love yourself, congratulate yourself for having survived and now give yourself the best life you can I did not say by acknowledging your mother as human and same as serial killers means she and millions of other mothers who abuse children are forgiven or forgotten. My point which you do want to acknowledge is because you are living off the agenda of "unloved mother" was at some point in the process of healing which unfortunately you are not interested cause being victim is delicious for your livelihood There is no happy and healthy child who becomes psycho By acknowledging at least some humanity while you pile up on all her shortcomings would be more reasonable than just piling up.
Are you prefect Peggy? I bet all your exes will say otherwise? But are you also a good person? I would say you must have some good qualities So be reasonable so it shows your empathy and maturity but sorry every post you write is the same I'm not going to deign to answer you. I'm not deleting your comment, though, because I think your nastiness might be illuminating to more discerning readers,.
Gooddog's ugly, vitriolic post reminds me so much of the way my mother would speak to me, even when I was very little.
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It's like having acid thrown in your face; rejection feels worse than being slapped, to me. My mother had borderline PD but she also had a lot of narcissistic PD traits. She was diagnosed after my sister and I were adults, but refused her diagnosis and refused therapy. And she hated me. Mother told me that she had never really wanted children and didn't like children, so there was a bit of honesty. It was her go-to justification for her lack of mothering skills, seems to me. Mother also told me that she had given up on having a normal, loving mother-daughter relationship with me by the time I was three, because I had "rejected her as my mother" as a newborn.
And she hated me for several other reasons. My younger sister and I share our memories of our childhoods from time to time, and while there are some memories we have in common, we have individual ones that share the theme of being terrorized and treated cruelly. We were both told very directly and repeatedly that we were unlovable and nobody would ever love us; I was also told that I was physically repulsive and disgusting. Mother would from time to time threaten to take me to the orphanage and leave me there. One time when I was about 6, she told me to gather the toys I didn't play with anymore, that I was giving them to the orphans.
I went numb with fear; thought it was a trick and she was going to leave me there. Mother hesitated when the man opened the door and asked "New kid? I got screamed at during the trip home; mother was furious at me. How could I think my mother would do something like that to me? What a stupid, ungrateful and horrible child I was, etc. My sister shared with me incidents of physical abuse she endured that I hadn't been aware of, that would make your skin crawl So, yes, I hold those who become parents totally and absolutely responsible for their actions and behaviors as parents.
It's better to give an unwanted child up for adoption than to keep the baby and then punish him or her every day of their life for just existing. You don't know Peg's story, gooddog. You're vindictiveness is telling me you've got some healing to do. Some of us had such a horrendous time, after the disassociation or denial has ceased, and we have been witness to observing outside humanity, we can still be stunned and angered by what they chose to say and do, or not say and do. This is Peg's truth telling and it needs to be out there for all to understand and for those who've experienced it to know: you are not alone.
You and I do not know her whole story to make comments about that and certainly not make a personal attack to the effect of, "Well you're not perfect either. No one is. Get over it. Look for the good". Another form of completely invalidating the person's experience and their truth. Sometimes there simply is so little good to remember. And a lot of bad. The brain is so sensitive in childhood.
But the amygdala trains the brain to be hypersensitive to danger, and there can be plenty of that. If you had good enough parents - sure you should remember the good! If there was not one genuine laugh or conversation or closeness EVER to be found but plenty of fear, another story. Yes yes intergenerational abuse and neglect play a huge role but someone has to break the spell. But these parents just They may be malignant narcissists, or any "psycho" terminology you want to throw at them.
But the point is this: they possibly exhibited so very little in the way of humanity. How could one authentically turn around and say, "But they did try their best and that's ok with me! Thiis is all part of breaking the spell, for the understanding needed on the personal and the societal level. This article's primary purpose is not about denigrating the mother; rather, it's focus is on describing the experience and the pain experienced by the child in all of us who have lived through this; in my case, for decades. I am just realizing the damage done by my mother on her 3 daughters, and the estrangement it caused between the sisters.
One of us is still wrapped up in our mother's sickness, but instead blames her 2 sisters and has actually isolated our mother from any contact with the other siblings. Although there is a strong possibility of a financial component added in. The other two of us has reached the point of decreasing or eliminating contact for our own mental health. I am a 61 yr old woman with two grown daughters. I am also a daughter who was abandoned by her mother. I never lived with my mother or father. I was raised by my paternal grandmother.
We were very poor. When I became a young unwed mother. I knew I would be a better mother than my own mother, and I was, but just barely. I made sure that my daughters had everything they needed.
A home, good food, clothes, kept clean. I didn't really know how to take care of their emotional needs. I love them but it was hard for me to show love. I have always kept myself far enough away from everyone so that I am not hurt. When I have let my guard down and settled into a comfortable relationship, it has ended badly. My oldest daughter is very resentful of me and I could never understand why. I have always helped her out as much as I could financially and with her children.
She has sent me some very hurtful emails over the years, pointing out all of my flaws and failures. When this happens I completely retreat. We have gone several times for a year without speaking. I wait for her to contact me and the email is never mentioned. Truth be told, she terrifies me. I can never be comfortable with her, I always feel that I will say or do the wrong thing. I have a much different relationship with my younger daughter.
She passed her deep love of reading onto me and planted the seed that gave me my love of collecting all of my favourite books. This prize would be the perfect way to show my mom how much she means to me, by spoiling her with her absolute love, books! But she was gone, swallowed by the madding, jostling, confused crowd, like a small fish swimming against the current.
When I said goodbye to my mom, that was when I knew how much I needed her to stay. She kept me, even when all the world was telling her not to. She kept me, even when I kicked and sent bruises blooming across her skin. Even when she was choking on her own morning-sickness-vomit that stayed more than just mornings. Even when I grew too large and she knew that a knife would have to separate her flesh to allow my emergence, permanently branding her body with a puckered pink scar. She kept me. She fed me at strange hours that left bags under her eyes.
Physically drained, she allowed me to drain her even further, only to throw it all back up on her last clean t-shirt. At first my dad was there to help, but when he and my mom separated less than three years after I was born, I gradually saw him less and less, and my mom became my parents both rolled into one. When it came time to send me to school, she had no help. No family money, no husband with a steady job, no kindly uncle to help out.
What else she needed to do to secure my education. And at 5 years old, I was not likely to ask. I hate it. I hate you! I can only imagine now how hard it must have been for my mom to keep going, keep sacrificing, in the face of the screaming nothing that I gave back to her. When she finally married, seven years after my dad left us, I felt cheated. It had always been the two of us, and now I was surplus. He will pay your school fees and put food on the table.
And again. And every time I do she opens her arms to me and enfolds me in them, until the whole world shrinks to just that point. And she does: she kisses me and makes everything better. It was only when I let her go, that I wanted the most to hold on. My Mamma has shown me unconditional love and support through my life. She is a very gentle and warm woman. She has given me 3 best friends; my sisters.
My 83 year old mum not only brought me up single-handedly after my dad died when I was one year old; she also had the huge heart to adopt my two sisters, at a time when adoption across the colour line was almost unheard of in this country. Kids come up to her just to stroke her hand or give her a hug. She also gave me enormous freedom to be myself, to travel the world, to experience different cultures and places. My mum is a humble, loving, true-spirit who has never had much materially, but who has unstintingly shared her gift for spreading joy and love wherever she goes.
She deserves to be pampered. Bev is my Mother — in — Law as I lost my mother years ago when I was a teenager but of all the blessings she has bestowed on my wife and I, the support she gave me during our wedding planning and fulfilling the role of my mom in her absence but never replacing her and even suggestion we light a candle during the service for family not with us including my mom was the greatest!
She is unquestionably the best mom in South Africa!! I moved in with my grandmother when I started going to University. She always supports me. When i get home and did badly in a test or just down because of the work load she is always there to pick me up. We are super close and I can always talk to her about everything. Ah man. I flippen love that woman. She does, and she is, everything. Moms are special.
She knows my heart. She will always be my forever mom. Everything my mum has done for me cannot be put down in words, yet I will attempt to. She is not the best mum in the world. My mum alone raised my sister and I and we never felt the hole of an absent father. She filled that role all too well. She goes beyond the call of duty and being a mother is the first priority in her life. Strong, independent and beautifully radiant. My shining star. The reason why I smile every morning because she wakes me up with a big smile herself, knowing that I hate to wake up so early and hoping that if she has a happy face then it will be contagious to me too.
And its her uniqueness that makes her special. My amazing mum. My Mom inspires me to be a better person, by being a role model of grace, beauty and strength. She has been my best friend and has supported me in everything I do. She loved those boys and I am so so glad they spent a little time with her before she passed away.
I am so blessed to have my wonderful Mum. When I was 3, just after giving birth to my brother, she was given 6 months to live because she had bowl cancer. I am forever grateful that I was given the chance to grow up with her in my life. I only hope that I am just a little like her. And when you have your own kids, well now you understand. My mom has been my rock lately. She will never realise just how much I appreciate her and what she is doing. Spoiling her with a gift like this would be awesome.
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My father passed away while we were still quite young but my mother managed to give my sisters and I a private education and buy a double story house in suburbia in a time when historically disadvantaged people were struggling just to make ends meet. She endured the loss of my younger sister and my sister got married overseas and still my mom remains full of life. She retired last year but still keeps working on various projects- never a dull moment. She has sacrificed, worked hard and achieved incredible things.
She deserves a good pampering. My mother has done so much for us, sometimes ruling over us with an iron fist and other times being extremely sweet. Without her, I doubt that I would have been able to get this far and overcome so many challenges. So I just want to thank her for always being there and supporting me, and for practically raising us on books and coffee. Undoubtedly shes an amazing mother who sacrificed so much of her time and life for us ,gave us emotional support and cared for js when we were sick. My mom is the absolute best mom not only in South Africa but the world!
My mom has always done all that she can for me, provided more than I needed and always shown me that I am loved and cared for. My mom has always supported my dreams and goals and helped keep me going when life gets stressful! She is so hard working and after a long day at work she loves nothing more than curling up with a good book! She passed on her love of reading to me when I was a little kid and planted the seed for the love of collecting our favourite books.
Giving her books for Mothers Day has always been a bit of a tradition but this prize is so much more than I could give her by myself and will help her get the relaxing day that she so deserves! My mother is not only the best mom, but the biggest gift and inspiration in my life. I am so grateful to have her in my life, forever will be. Through all the attitudes, arguments and stubbornness, from my side of course, she has continued to support me in all that I do, being there for me and being my rock, which as a single mother with three equally ststubborn kids is probably not the easiest of jobs… I love you mother, and happy belated birthday.
MyMomIsTheBest always. My Mom was a single Mom that raised us and believed in us no matter what, she taught us to be strong independent woman that can take care of themselves! But also to always have respect for anyone that came in to your path, to take care as much as you can of others, to believe in others and to always treat others with kindness and care, to take care of our planet and all creatures on it, and to love always! She worked two jobs to ensure that we could have the best education possible. She never complained about the sacrifice she had to make and even though she would come home exhausted each day, she still strived to be the there for us in every way possible.
She always a put our needs and wants before her own and never failed to come through for us. She has been our coach, teacher, therapist, chauffeur, cook, agony aunt and above all, our best friend. In this way, she has taught us valuable lessons about compassion, love and being an asset to the community. To our consternation, she always forgives those who hurt her over and over again. My mum has now finally realised her dream of becoming a teacher, and the parents of her students have nothing but praise and admiration for her.
The greatest compliment that anyone can give me is to tell me I am like my mother. If I become half the woman she is, I will be content. She was, and is, always there for me! No matter what, I can always count on my Grandmom…she made me the person I am today, and for that I will be forever grateful! My mom is my saviour. She left an abusive relationship to save her three children, aged 12, 9 and 4 and moved us to Durban to give us a better life.
My mother has helped me through years of depression, and encourages me no matter how crazy my dreams. Ever since I was little, my mom would take my sister and I to the library. This instilled the love of reading in us, and I still get a rush whenever I walk into a library or a bookshop! My mom would take my sister and I to art classes every Saturday, for about 6 years. As such, my two greatest loves are literature and art. It means so much as a child when your mom does things with you and encourages you in the activities that you enjoy.
Even though at the time I thought that my mom was putting us under pressure to do well in school, I realise that I would not be where I am today, studying Medicine, had it not been for her instilling a drive in me to do the best that I could, and not settle for complacency. My mom has always dedicated most of her waking hours to her family, and I think that I will never be able to repay her for what she does for us. Winning this prize will make her year! Name required. Email will not be published required.
Subscribe to feed Find stores. Merveline April 8th, at am. Her name is Regina Ferris Her heart is pure, she is so gentle and sometimes a bit harsh when needed but she always executes everything with grace. My mom is so sweet. My mom is so kind. She took us in, both me and my brother, from people who no longer wanted us. She is strong, concurred breast cancer, being without a job. She is Regina Ferris, my supporter, my oracle, my mom. Wendy-Leigh Rooney April 11th, at am. Elmarie April 14th, at pm. Sterna April 16th, at pm. Giving advicing, babysitting she has been my angel sent from heaven Reply.
Alexandra April 8th, at pm. Patricia Edwards April 8th, at pm. Zainab Choonara April 8th, at pm. Janine April 8th, at pm. She is one of the strongest people I know and she deserves to be pampered. I am now 36 years old an my mom is still my superhero, my angel. Janine Reply. Hazel McLardy April 8th, at pm. Julie April 8th, at pm. Robyn Groombridge April 8th, at pm. Marion van Tonder April 8th, at pm. Khadijah April 9th, at am. Beauty Marokane April 9th, at am. Hannah McDonald April 9th, at pm. Monique Barnard April 10th, at am.
Annelize Barnard thanks for being the best mom. Sindisiwe McDonald April 10th, at pm. Shakeelah April 11th, at am. Katalin Mercer April 11th, at pm. Kyle Pascarl Moonsamy April 11th, at pm. Love you mum Reply. Cariemah April 11th, at pm. Tania Brewis April 12th, at am.
Mpho April 12th, at am. Above all to be a better women and wife to be Reply. Samantha April 12th, at am. Annette Hamann April 12th, at am. Patricia Edwards April 12th, at pm. My Mother taught myself and my sisters life skills which made us well prepared for life after school Reply. Selona Govender April 12th, at pm. Tarryn Gulzar April 13th, at am. I love you Reply. Ilse April 13th, at pm. What has my mom done for me? Ianthe April 13th, at pm. She taught me the love of books,the greatest gift you can give someone else!
Yolande Murphy April 13th, at pm. Losh Kisten April 14th, at am. Fazielah Williams April 14th, at am. We are super girls only because our mom is Wonder Woman! Rhea Theo April 14th, at am. She has show me unconditional love and support. My mom was a city girl. Hazel McLardy April 14th, at am. Melanie April 14th, at am. My sister and I miss her everyday- She was not only one of a kind- she was the one and only in so many ways- and she was a mom to so many of my friends- she was that cool… Reply.
Tammy-Leigh Smith April 14th, at pm. She is the sun in our lives with more compassion and caring than any human I know. Cecilia du Plessis April 14th, at pm. Matthew Holden April 14th, at pm. Lisinda April 14th, at pm. She is my super mom!!! Michelle van den Heever April 15th, at am. Mmatsatsi Phadime April 15th, at am.
My mom is my rock and my support system. And I thank God for her and for her life and health Reply. Ashleigh Holmes April 15th, at am. Thank you for never leaving my side. I love you! Andrea April 15th, at pm. Phathie April 15th, at pm. Kgabo lekalakala April 15th, at pm. My mom is a perfect mother, she is always smilling even if you see there is something bothering her,she is thankfulness instead of grumbling,confidence rather than doubts,peace rather than conflicts,trust rather than suspicion,certainty instead of apprehension,rest instead of restlessness,security instead of fear, freedom rather than bondage , i really love her Reply.
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Devashnie April 18th, at pm. Chantal Cohn April 19th, at am. Kurt April 20th, at pm. Dianne April 20th, at pm. Mothers are strength personified. MK April 20th, at pm. Jodi April 20th, at pm. Callie Pickering April 20th, at pm. Ingrid April 21st, at am. Rameez April 22nd, at am. Linda Laing April 22nd, at am. Adele April 24th, at pm. Sarah Heale April 25th, at pm.
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Janine Dames April 27th, at pm. Lynn Botha April 28th, at am. I cannot imagine my life without her xx Reply. Caroline April 28th, at pm. Nicole Alston April 28th, at pm. Jess April 28th, at pm. She is an amazing lady Reply. Nicola Meyer April 28th, at pm. Daniela Cardoso April 28th, at pm.
Bianca April 29th, at am. I love you mom xxx Reply. Leeann April 29th, at am. Phumzile April 29th, at pm. She is simply amazing Reply. Radhiyyah April 29th, at pm. Fatima April 29th, at pm. Viana April 29th, at pm. She always loves me, whether I deserve it or not. Sebastiann April 29th, at pm.
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