I learned How to Love From My Momma
I watched my mom love unconditionally and unapologetically my entire life. My dad hurt her so many times, but she always had her door open if he needed it. She always had a plate ready if he was hungry, or extra clothes lying around if he was underdressed.
I watched my mom forgive every person who ever did her wrong over time. I couldn’t understand it.
I gave her such a hard time from years 13-17. 4 years of disobedience, slick comebacks, and breaking curfew, and she still loved me more than life itself.
I watch her pray for her enemies my entire life. She wished good on good people, and good on bad people. I was never as strong as she is. When I was hurt by an ex, I wished him bad, I prayed for you to fall down some steps and break your leg.
Then I forgave you, and asked god for forgiveness. Not my mom
Her birthday was another reminder of how beautiful she’s becoming with age.
Each year, she makes a little more effort to be a better person
I learned how to love from you momma
She always tries to see the best in people. Not naive to how evil some can be ...sometimes…
I reached for her when I fell in love Senior year of High school. He was one of my best friends, but I never told him (eventually I did). I had to learn to just love him for who he was, and not for my own gains.
I reached for my momma when I met him in a new form my senior year of college. 4 years of learning how to love from her…
And I think I finally got it down packed.
“Hey Ma” Chance The Rapper