Mom

My dearest mother is upset with me. Some trifling reason or the other. Well deserved as well, I'm sure. Whenever mom gets upset with me, I get into a state of panic. This is because I really love my mom.
I think mom for me is my reality check on life - whenever I get too morose she lights up my day by knowing EXACTLY the right thing to say or do. When I get too drunk on enthusiasm or arrogance she brings me back to earth with the deftest of touches.
The best thing about her (apart from her cooking i.e.) is also slightly scary - Mom is the only person on Earth who knows me inside out. She knows me better than I do myself! Therefore I always have someone who knows exactly how I'm doing or what I'm feeling. There are times when I wanted to hide things from her, or not communicate civilly. A stupid thing to do, really. For two reasons -
1) she knows the best answer to the problem
2) she will know anyway
Fights with her have become far and few between, ever since I recognized that to me she is worth much more than anything else on Earth or heaven. This happy state of affairs though is a recent phenomenon - in the past I would always look for a good fight with her. For those times I really am sorry. Want to tell her so in many words but somehow never get around to saying it.
There are times when I want to buy her all the happiness in the world, but never tell her so. For someone who makes my life worth living surely deserves that and much more.
So here's to you mom!!
I love you :-)