Mother’s Day - Dear Luna

Dear Luna,

In the United Kingdom, where my family lives, today is Mother’s Day. The day to celebrate the mums who have helped us grow, whether they are related to us or not. 
I must admit, as I am travelling and exploring a part of the world where I have never been before, it hadn't occurred to me that today is the day we celebrate mothers in the country I grew up in. I am so consumed by this opportunity of being able to see the beauty of nature in various areas of the world, that I had forgotten the importance of this day. 

I know it is a privilege to be able to say that I still have a mum and one who, besides some faults, is kind and does try her best to grow. But looking back at my life and how much my view of my mum has changed due to age does make me laugh and I am sure so many people agree. When we are younger, we look up to our mums and think she is the most perfect person in the world, as she does everything for us. However, as we enter our troubled teenage years, we rather our mums are nowhere near us, because, in our minds, our mums have no clue what we are going through; when truthfully, she probably understands us a lot more than we realise. Slowly, as we seep into adulthood, we start to realise how grateful we are to have her by our side, of course, the odd arguments will occur, after all, we are all different people and see the world differently sometimes. 

As I look back at the past of how my mamma (as my sister and I call her due to us being Italian) helped me become who I am today, I am forever grateful. My mamma could have pushed me to the side, not helped me one bit the moment she learnt that I could not speak properly and needed extra help. She could have easily done that, but no, no matter the challenges and the long long hours it took, my mamma sat me down and taught me the spelling of the words and how to pronounce them. And I am certain without her help, I wouldn't have found the beauty that words hold, and how words could create the most mindblowing stories we have ever seen. Without her, I am sure, I would have believed in my teachers when they thought I wouldn't amount to anything, and I would have hated the idea of reading because I couldn't connect with the words. 
I am so grateful that she did not give up on me, I am sure that there were days when she wondered if I was going to forever have difficulty when it came to speaking, and even now with certain words I do have difficulty pronouncing them, but don't we all? Still, my mamma never let me give up and I am so happy she never did, because I know for sure I wouldn't have written my romances, fantasy, and adventure stories. 

There will be disagreements between us for sure, which is normal for any type of relationship, but I hope she knows that whenever I am frustrated, I am forever grateful for her support and love. I hope on days when she questions whether or not she was a good mother that she realises she was, yes, perhaps she made some mistakes, but everyone makes them.

Ti voglio bene, mamma.

Until next time, Luna ❤️❤️❤️

P.S. If you would like to support my mother's small card business, then check out her instagram account under the name Jesascraftbox. I might be a little bias, but she won't disappoint.