Friday, May 10, 2013

“There's a story behind everything..but behind all your stories is always your mother's story..because hers is where yours begins.”


There's one person who inspires you to be somebody, to really live, to quietly inspire others and who teaches those around them from their humility, that love and beauty comes from within and with that you can grow and help many people from all walks of life. That person is my mother and her passion and love she has put into me has made me the woman I am today, in the past few years I have found myself growing more into who I am and who I know I can be. But this comes from knowing my mother and because of that my love and respect has grown more and more over the years helping me to see the  powerful and beautiful person she is today pushing me to want to share the same love and kindness and stand up for what is right.  From her leading in life through her ways it inspires and helps me to grow continually, so when I get the chance I try to make her proud of me*  (*getting up early, cleaning my room and doing the washing up not included).


Last year it just really came to me, how amazing my mum really is. We were flying back from Singapore on a four hour flight and even though it was the middle of the night we began really talking, we talked about everything and it was just such a powerful and beautiful conversation that while being away in Romania along with the emails and in general missing my family it hit me how precious, special and remarkable my mum really is. 


Now anyone could say that there mum is incredible and absolutely wonderful, but how well do you know my mum? Well I don’t think I knew my mum all that well and had never really thought about it. Okay so it's like they say you don't really learn to appreciate your parents until you take the challenge of bringing up your own children and yes while I still believe that is true there is a part of me that believes in the past few years I have found myself growing more into who I am and who I know I can be and because of that I have slowly learned to love and respect my mother more and more as who else could be such a inspiration? She has helped me to blossom and grow up from her wisdom and love. She's powerful, in her love and kindness to every person she comes across, the laughter, the smile, the simplicity of her touch on your back, her spirit and strength lights up others sometimes in small ways sometimes in bigger ways. 



Be it through just having a small conversation with someone who looks like they’re having a bad day or going to work and putting 100% in everyday and really seeing change in the people she works with.  She is one of those people that other people quickly feel comfortable around and like they won’t be judged, they can laugh as much as she does, and at ease tell her their life story and everyone just knows everything will be okay when she says it will, the best part is when she is cute though and acts all fluffy.

But all that doesn't come from nothing, that comes from something deep, beautiful and splendiferous inside, something moving and the strength in knowing helping others will help you, to love and not judge and love thy neighbour as you love yourself to grown in fulfillment and beauty every single step of the way.


She's taught me that life will push you back, there will be hardships and times when you don't think you'll see the light again, when things don't add up and it just gets messier not better, but she showed me that inside as long as you have that little spark always softly lit deep inside your heart you can and you WILL get through anything. And that no one ever achieved anything by sitting back and letting the worst get the better of them, but if you put your passion heart and soul into it - it is possible.


I don’t think I've ever thanked her for all the little things that meant so much to me (and still do) such as the nights she would come and comfort me and help me to fall asleep again helping me to know I would find myself with fairies and flowers and escape from my nightmares.
 Or giving me the last slice of pizza, the last glass of orange juice, allowing me to eat ‘whatever I wanted out of the fridge’ and somehow always knowing what to say when I was in a teary crisis.

Or if it was supporting me in my endless array of wanting to participate in different activities, life experiences or sports, be it hip hop dancing, running, netball, soccer, environment groups, childcare, friendships, travelling, visiting Romania, keeping butterflies and insects in my room for weeks, having beautiful clothes, seeing the snow, deserts and rain forest, my education and doing it all for us as a family to grow together and individually in our love, support and groundings.
Or believing in me as an individual and supporting me in my endeavours to finding who I am, be it through my beliefs, fashion or connecting with others and seeing the world and life from all different perspectives.
Or for her kind words when my kind words were lost, or her kinds words and hugs just because I needed my mother to be there.

And for always loving me no matter how many big or little mistakes I've made, and always seeing me as the beautiful young woman she believes I am and having belief in me that I will grow into someone strong, passionate and ready to do whatever they put out to achieve.
The trust she places in me is one of my favourite things, it makes me want to do the right thing, and show her how amazing I can be because she puts that trust in me.

She has inspired me in my life through so many different ways..
For allowing me to see so much of the world at already 17 and for that to have the ability to realize how lucky I am in life and the opportunities, support and love I am presented with on a daily basis.
For her endless words of encouragement, love, worry and humble support and the notion she gives out continually for me to follow and grow in myself.
Her stories she has shared with me over the years be it about her arthritis and how she went on to run cross country and be one of the best, or when she was growing up it wasn't always easy so she has always tried to put the best forward she has been able to for her two daughters, and continually put us first no matter what. 

Thank you mum for all your infinite life lessons, be it in the car, on our shopping trips or late night plane trip flights, I will always strive to make you proud because you deserve the best!

With an endless amount of love signing from your daughter Emily. xxo. 


"A Mother's love is something 

that no one can explain,
It is made of deep devotion 
and of sacrifice and pain,
It is endless and unselfish
and enduring come what may
For nothing can destroy it
or take that love away,
A mother's heart is always with her children,
All that I am, or hope to be, I owe to my angel mother."