MY MOM: MY BEST FRIEND

I wanted to post this yesterday but I couldn't quite decide what to write. My parents divorced when I was 8 and unlike many kids, I wasn't saddened by it. It didn't make me feel like they didn't care about me or make me want to become defiant. I knew, even at 8 years old, that this was the best choice for my parents; for our family. My mom, my 2 sisters and I went to live with my grandma and grandpa (Mami and Papi respectively). Mom always made sure we had everything we needed. She is definitely the most selfless person I know, David says I get this from her. I'm proud of that. We may never have had all the cool gadgets and I may have never gotten that Barbie Jeep I begged Santa for, but we were always happy...even with our dollar store toys. I'm thankful for my childhood. For my wonderful Mami and Papi but I'm especially thankful for my mom...my best friend. Not only did she make our lives wonderful, she ensures that the lives of my nephews are even more amazing.