Rebecca
To tie
To bind
To hold together
The glue
To join
Rebecka to Rebecca
Old to new
Both share the same bond
Both represent my mother
The link in my life
The reason for my existence
That statement is not taken lightly
She is, in fact, the woman who created me
She brought me life
She is the woman who continuously breathes life into me
In the light
In the dark
Her presence is not forsaken
The reason I chose to stay
The reason I move forward
We forget that our mothers are daughters
Our mothers were once us
as we are now them
They were their own person before their daughters
Their own mothers were once their "why."
They faced uncertainty about their futures
They had hopes
dreams
And goals before they were "mom."
They stand back
Stand still
So We Can move forward
My mother is my anchor
When I feel lost
When I feel hopeless
When I'm lost at sea, gasping for air and searching for land
She is the one who reels me back to safety
She holds me in her arms
She reminds me that I will move forward
Her steadfast and unchanging love
the tie that binds and holds me together
My mother is all of these things
She is my mom
But she is and always has been so much more.
