My mother left her country of birth and travelled to a foreign country to make a better life for me.
She learnt a new language and a new way of life.
She loved her children fiercely.
She would do anything for our success in life.
She was my biggest fan.
She was a warm ear to share all my teenage stories with.
She always missed her own mother in Poland.
And longed for the life she left behind.
She loved nature.
She made beautiful food.
And the best Christmases I have ever had.
She taught me how to love my children.
As I stumble through this whole motherhood thing,
I long for her words of advice and encouragement.
But all I have is her memory.
And a hope that I can be half the mother that she was to me.
Happy Mothers Day, Mamusz.
I have you forever in my heart.