#veronicasanchez

That's my mom. 

What most people don't know is that she took me "in" with my dad. See, we live in a culture where single fathers are un heard of (I will leave that post for father's day), and further more, fertile women just don't adopt a young man's son as her own. 

My birth mom died from a cocaine overdose. I don't remember her. For a while I began to get angry at this, till I realized I was never left hanging and God blessed me with my mom now. 

My mother chose me. 

My mom is my hero, and the perfect example, of what a woman of God is. She empowers my siblings and I to live our fullest. 

She listens to us when no one else understands what the hell we are saying, or thinking. 

I can't stress enough, the power of my mother's listening. Not once was she not available to listen to me rant about anything my heart desired. 

My mother taught me how to listen, and be loyal. She taught me integrity, and the importance of humbling thyself. 

This might embarrass her, but I first learned about sex through my mom. I remember her cooking breakfast just happy as a duck, us children asking why she is so happy, and her vaguely letting us know she is completely satisfied with my father. 

A woman, satisfied by her man. Teaching me the importance of my role in a male / female committed relationship. 

We never had stories about the birds and the bees, that shit was evident through the relationship of our parents. 

I didn't find out that my mother was not my biological mother till I was 21 years old. My parents did a great job at letting me know that blood didn't matter. 

Mothers don't just give birth, they offer life. And tho my mom isn't physically responsible for me entering this world, she gave me a chance at doing it right and living it well. 

Because of her, I have a full understanding of what Grace is. It's nothing of my doing, it was ALL HER. 

My mom is the backbone, pillar, and joy of our family. Without her, we would be a hot mess. 

Thanks for loving me unconditionally and showing me what true life feels like. Thanks for listening to me and laughing at the dumbest things I had to say. Thanks for letting me confess anything and never making me feel judged. You are a perfect example of what God intended for moms to be like, and I can only worship God because of you.  

Love you mom.