(Even though Abby, Casey, and Jeff are the only people that will like, ever read this, in the event that someone else should stumble onto this:)
Meet my mom, Lena. (Or Elina, technically.) She smells like Chanel perfume, won’t eat anything unhealthier than a potato, speaks 5 languages, plays competitive tennis at a country club, loves gardening, and goes to Hawaii every year.
This year we’ve been getting so much closer. I appreciate everything she does for me so much. A couple weeks ago when I sent Nick a care package of presents to make him feel better, I decided to send my mom a card to, thanking her for everything she does for me (pays my rent, bills, sorority fees, gave me a car, pays for my school, etc) and promising that I’ll be a good investment.
I’ve been calling her every day, and we talk about the LSAT and my classes. But she called me last night, crying because of work pressure. Which is really weird because usually she’s just such a strong woman who has everything together.
I’m glad I’m getting so close to her now, and not 20 years from now when we’re both old and wish we would have been closer sooner.
If I’m half as wonderful as my mom is, my life would be a success.
:) I love you, mamuliya!
(I didn’t know what to post about, so I thought I’d talk about her, as she’s what I’ve been thinking about recently!)
