Mama

I hated you.

I needed to heal.

Forgive.

And accept just how different we are...

And how just the same we are destined to be.

Loving you needed to take a step back till I could love me, too.

I found myself again.

I did the healing. That you simply chose not to. That you couldn't.

I will honor you with every last breath inside of me.

Your sacrifices.

Your unending commitment.

Your prayers and devotion.

You made me, me.

Mostly for the better and some for the worse.

I chose to keep the better.

I stand on the shoulders of your selfless commitment to doing what you thought was best.

Yours faithfully,

Samuel.

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