Happy day for the best in the world! Many people have already told me that they would like to have a relationship with their mother just like I have with my (really many people). But this has not always been so! I'm not a perfect daughter and she's not a perfect mother, someone's public life may seem perfect, but in reality that person only shows the perfect parts, even because nobody is in the mood to share problems, is not it? Never think that what you see on social media is the reality. When she discovered that my grandfather had taken me to a TV test in late 2001, she got crazy. But there passed and she had not even realized the how fast was! And so I was approved for Rebel, it was the second time I saw her crazy. And you know why she went crazy? Because she knew my father's public life and she did not want it for me anytime soon. And we fought, my god how we fought! And all this happened in less than a year, she wanted to protect me from the world and I wanted to embrace the world. When we realized, we were at a much better phase. We understand what they both wanted, I matured and she realized that I (sometimes) did not need her protection. This is like, the summary of summary of everything that happened. And everything is fine today! Do I repent of all disobedience? No! Does she regret every fight? Too no! Do we still disagree nowadays? Of course yes! Do we repent of all this? Not at all! Because if it was not exactly how it was, nowadays it would not be as good as it is. And this is life, full of perfect imperfections.
Mommy, I can write millions of things here, but not one of them will be able to express one third of my love for you ❤