A Day

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So where was I? Oh yeah.

Mother's day. What a crap holiday. There, I said it. I mean, seriously, here's Mom who decided to dedicate the rest of her life to raising us. And let's face it, we're not always grateful. My mom gave me a kidney. I can't pay that back, not really, not ever. But even if she hadn't, I still wouldn't be able to pay her back for the endless hours she spent raising me, teaching me to dress myself, speak properly, behave in a civilized manner, drying my tears, laughing with me, sharing my indignities, going to battle for me, and the list goes on. I don't think any of us can. And what does she get in return?

A DAY.

Excuse me for saying so but if that's not just insulting, I don't know what is. It's even more disgusting than Valentine's day! "Thanks for wiping my butt when I messed all over myself. Have a day." Right. Whatever.

I love my mom every day, not just today. She's shown me much and she's become one of my closest friends. I confide to her like I confide to my best friend. That's a privilege. No one else is that close to me.

So to you mothers out there, have more than a day. And remember that your children, even at their worst and most ungrateful, still love you.