My Mother, My Rock
We should all have someone we can count on. For me, that person is my Mamma. I have always called her that and still do. I trust both my parents that much that even legally I have given them control over my life to manage my affairs whilst I am overseas. If you have loose strings back home that can be one of the biggest challenges just leaving. Because of you, I am able to go because I can trust you to do anything for me that I can’t do overseas. I appreciate this.
There is no formality between us. I remember once when I would not share stuff with her because I didn’t want to disappoint her. Today there is nothing I would keep from her. Even if she does not want to know everything I have to share.
For me, there is no way I could be set out traveling the world if it was not for the constant support I receive from her. To me, it feels like she believes in what I am doing and trying to accomplish in my life. This weird strange idea of traveling and turning into a nomad. Now, this is not something many parents would approve off. You wish for your child to be successful, get a degree, have children, be in a happy marriage. I don’t know her thoughts but to me, it feels like she has walked the last 10 years with me where I had a failed marriage, more unhappy relationships, a career I lost that it feels to me she understands what I am doing and this is the right time.
I don’t always get to speak to her every day due to the time difference, busy schedules, and just life. If I can call her I do. There are also many disagreements but it is her faith in me and support that keeps me going. I am one of three daughters, the eldest and on my Mum’s 25th Birthday I was her gift. A child would have to be the best birthday present you can ever receive. I know I am far from perfect, but who of us is perfect? This is a letter to my Mamma because I don’t always tell her how much I appreciate her. But she is my reason for everything and I hope that I can make her proud. I am in country 22 today. I have no date I expect to return home but I hope that I get to meet up with her on my journey to share some of my experiences with her. I have a thirst for wandering this magnificent world we have. I try to share as much of my experiences with her as I can but sometimes the go-to source is my blog.
Just like I am not shy to hide anything from her she isn’t shy to hide her opinion and often it can end in an argument because of a difference of opinion. But I suppose over time I assess what she has to say and it sinks in. I am very lucky to still have her and if I am doing this for anyone it is for her and I hope I can make her proud.
I love you Mamma and thank you for everything you do and the lessons you taught me. Without you, I would not be here today. You always pick up the pieces and thank you for two nights ago when I nearly broke down and just being there and doing what you did because you understand where I am at. I will try to listen to your advice more often. Like you said to me the other day with age comes experience and knowledge and you will always have exactly 25 years on me to the day.
Love you through every single country and back home.
Your favorite* daughter
*My sisters may disagree, but I know it is true ???