To Thank My Mom
By Nina Dumornay, age 15My mom and I are not the closest mother and daughter that you will ever see. We don’t really think alike, we often misunderstand each other, and we’re not always on the same page but my mom is amazing. So I’m writing this text to thank her.
I’m thanking her for being real. My mom asks me real, hard questions about things that matter and gives me real answers. Even when I shut her out, even when I hurt her feelings, even when I'm prideful (which I usually am), she tells it like it is.
I’m thanking my mom for being patient and perseverant, with me and with life. I’m not the easiest person to get through to or to get close too, but she never gives up on me. Through my stubbornness, she still makes great efforts to get through to me and to help me and to be there for me. Though her days are busy, she makes time to talk to me or to encourage me. Not because I’ll remember to thank her or because I’ll do the same for her. She does it because she loves God and because she loves me.
I’m thanking my mom for being an example for me (sometimes without even trying to be). Seeing my mom persevere with the things she struggles with and for the things she wants makes me want to persevere too, though perseverance is not my strong suit. My mother makes an effort to be joyful at home. She makes an effort to be open with me. She makes an effort to take the advice I give her and things I talk to her about and to change them. My mom makes many efforts, which in itself is something to be imitated.
My mom is amazing because she NEVER. STOPS. TRYING. Maybe someday I’ll be someone who doesn’t give up. Someone like my mom. So this is for her. For all she does, I need to thank her. Something I don’t do often enough. I’m rarely humble enough to tell my mom the things she deserves to hear. But she forgives me every time. And that is the reason why I wrote this text. To thank my mom.
Nina is a member of the Montreal Church of Christ.