I've grown found of my mother over the years. As a teenager, I clashed with her - on a daily. I thought she was out to get me because she would always question my decisions or whereabouts. Then again, I was like 14. We have a lot of fond memories now, like: The time she took me to a Justin Timberlake concert (when a my friends didn't want to go)... And danced better than me. The time I didn't get the dream job I wanted (at a specific company), and she took me out for dinner because I was sad. We drank margaritas and ordered more than we could eat. The time we both tried on wedding dresses, because I wanted to feel like a princess. The time she taught me how to drive a manual car because she wanted me to be awesome and would sit with me hours upon hours in the passenger seat while I practiced on a hill. And didn't complain once. The time we took a vacation at Disneyland and were too afraid to ride the drop zone ride, so asked these two muscle men to join as as side squeezes.
My favorite memory would be this Mother's Day. It started storming and caused the lights to go out so my mom, grandma, dad, boyfriend and brother all sat around a lantern and talked. Then my boyfriend, my mother and I played boardgames even after the lights came on. It was a fabulous day. <333
My mom is my best friend and my best enemy. She'd scold me when I do something wrong but appreciate me good when I do something right. She planned my future but still support me to everything I want to do even that would mean that I wont enrol to the course she wanted me to get in college. I believe, my whole life with her is my best memory with her. ツ thanks for making this thread!
Umm.. I guess I have many lovely memories with my mum, both good and bad. When I was younger, we clashed a lot but with the growing years we got along better. Now she's my best friend,guide,and my 2 o'clock study-companion. We had our fair share of ups and downs since we still argue like siblings do but I miss her the most every night I go to bed. I'm blessed to be born to her and my dad.
When I was killing her slowly, I was skinning her alive, while she begged me to stop, yelling for help. Then i slowly tore her limbs off 1 by 1. She died, so i ate her heart out, like Jeffrey Dahmer. B) Jk, i don't really have a good memory with her
My mum is like an angel in disguise. When I was 8, I found out I was deaf and needed hearing aids.. I got taunted at school for not being able to hear properly. Yet she hugged me every night and told me everything would be okay. When I was 16, I got told I had normal hearing levels. My mum was my rock. And I repaid her by being her rock after my grandad died suddenly. Those little memories created throughout the hellish childhood I had has made me the woman I am today ️ And I am grateful that I have my mum ️