My Super Mother
Rise and shine, beauties!
Today we celebrate the International Women’s Day, but also Mother’s Day. So get ready to receive the most beautiful flowers and chocolate pralines and after work, put your high heels on and go out with the girls for a lovely dinner and prosecco. I strongly believe this special day should be celebrated also with our mothers. In my case, my mum doesn’t live in the same city so it’s kind of difficult to be together on this day. But, as a part of my gift for her, I write a new post on blog about her.
I don’t even know where to begin…there are so many things to say about my beloved mom, but I think I will start with the most obvious – her beauty.
My mom is very beautiful! That kind of beauty that made my dad when he was young (also beautiful – deep blue eyes and blonde hair) to propose the minute she met her (this is not a joke). My mother is a petite green eyed brunette. She has an amazing smile, although she does not smile very often (especially in photos). She has lovely long and natural nails (it may seem odd, but she has perfect nails). My mum has her own style, almost everyday she wears jeans or leather pants, sports shoes and hip tops.
My mom is not that young. She is 52, but she looks 30. Her signature look is straight hair, black eyeliner and La Vie Est Belle perfume.
My mom is my sunshine. My day gets better by simply talking to her and I cannot imagine a day passing by without even a quick chat or some messages. She is emotional, but she keeps it for herself. She is strong as a rock, tired and overwhelmed in some situations, but she never quits.
She is also very beautiful on the inside. She has a pure soul and she always thinks of everybody and everything, but her. She is my voice of reason and she always calms my nerves when I’m angry or upset. Therefore, she is a problem solver. She helps me with a good advice, a crazy idea or simply uses the proper words to support me in anything I do.
My mother, just like any other mothers around the world, is the one who can take the place of all others, but whose place no one else can take. But not like all mothers, she is a bad-ass mom, because she has to be a dad too. She is a successful mother – despite the struggles, she never gave up. She is not my angel, my dad is, instead she is my partner in crime. She helps me when I need her and she always figures it out if something is wrong with me. She reads my mind in any situation and comes up with an unthinkable solution before I even say something.
I just love wandering the streets of a new place with her while on vacation, having a strong and black coffee (just like or souls) at a nice coffee shop in Bucharest, going shopping together and ending up buying the same things (we act just like twins), having our monthly beauty day at the salon, laying in bed in my old room and talking about old memories, sometimes laughing, sometimes crying. But most of all, I adore just being around her (every single day, if possible).
Thank you, Mom! For all your love! You are my exceptional, brave, beautiful, magical mother and my forever best friend. I love you so much more than just to the moon and back! I love you for all the amazing moments we spent together, for everything I got from you (everything I am, you helped me to be), for all the dreams that we shared, the tears and laughter too! Everyday, you walk with the universe on your shoulders and make it look like a pair of wings and I really admire you for that.
Wishing every lovely lady and mother around the world a wonderful day and a wonderful life!