My Exceptional Mum

I would like to talk about the exceptional role models in my life. The people that I aspire to be like. The ones that fight against adversity, illness; whatever the case may be. There are a lot of people like that in my life, but there’s one person I would like to write about today.

My mum.

She has lived an extraordinary life. Has had to make some very difficult decisions,  but that’s the way life goes. My mum had me when she was 19 and my father was 30. I was what you’d call a surprise baby; not planned at all. Not usually a preferred situation, but it was what it was. I was also meant to be a boy (named picked out and all: Jermaine. Not a bad name at all 🙂 ). But she has always done what was best for me. Always worked so that we would have what we needed. Never asked for any handouts. She instilled in me how important it is to work for what you want. Don’t ever expect things to be handed to you. I have always appreciated that she always told me things as they were. No sugar coating. No hype required.

Life hasn’t always been easy for us; especially those wonderfully difficult teenage years. Those years that I put my mother through a lot of anguish and frustration. But we somehow made it through the wilderness. We haven’t always agreed on everything, but I have always known that she has my back. Always been my biggest support, and there have been some really difficult situations in my life. But I know that I can talk to her about anything. Sometimes we don’t even need to speak; she just knows.

If I become even half the woman that my mum is, then I have done well. I don’t know if she knows how I appreciate her for all that she has done for me since the day I was born. The decisions she has made, have lead us to this moment.

Mum, if you’re reading this; thank you for being an exceptional role model. For me, your grandchildren and everyone you meet. Thank you for making me the person I am today; I owe you so much. I love you

 

 

 

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Daily Prompt: Fashionable

I have to say that I laughed to myself when I saw the word fashionable. It has never been my forte. I am never on trend and I don’t follow what’s popular. If anything, I am at least a few months behind when it comes to trends.

I still listen to 90’s music and find most of the music today, way too manufactured. Of course, there are certain artists that I will listen to, and resonate with, but the most part, I am totally old school. I have to admit, that I am a 90’s boy band tragic. I had the posters on the wall; I swooned and daydreamed about them. It was so sad, it was funny. Do I use it as an escape? Of course, I do! You could even say it’s a guilty pleasure And here is evidence of my LOVE of 90’s music.

Clothes. If it’s comfortable, I’ll wear it. If it co ordinates, it’s a bonus! Clean and comfortable is my motto. Never been one to follow what’s hot and what’s not. I am a busy mum of 2 and still wear maternity shirts from 4 years ago! So not up with trends, and i like it that way. I am me; somewhat boring and normal

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Not so Popular

I have never been one of the popular people. Growing up, I always wanted to be part of the popular group, and be a part of something; feel included. It never happened, by the way, but I always had good friends. To me, that was the most important thing. Looking back, I don’t exactly understand why I wanted to be popular. Why did I want to be just like everybody else? How boring!! I’ve always thought of myself as an outsider, a little different. It took me a long to for me to come to terms that being different, was alright. I didn’t have to be like everyone else.

Even as an adult, there were moments when I just wanted to fit in. They weren’t as frequent as they were when I was a teenager, but that niggling feeling was still there. I do have to remind myself that I have great friends, and i dont need to fit in with anyone. Need to stop being a square peg, trying to fit into a round hole.

 

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