my other half

My mom is my other half. She probably is the most important person in my life. We bicker, argue, and fight like a regular mom and daughter relationship; but I think what makes us different, is that we’re so close that if I got into a fight with her on the phone, I hang up, but feel so bad afterwards that I would call her back. I value my mom and my relationship because she has and is always the one person who supports me 100%, good or bad. I fight to maintain my close bond with her because I like to set an example for my cousins and their mothers- to always be loving, understanding, and respectful to their mom because they are the best best friend a girl could ever have.

Now that my mom has been really sick for the past couple of months, it hurts me ten times more when I see her cry or wince at even the slightest bit of pain. I am trying to go home every weekend to take care of her because she really is all I think about in school- has she eaten? Has her pain gotten worse? Is she sleeping okay? My mom means everything to me. Some people might laugh, but I really would not have it any other way.