Things My Mother Taught Me


My mother taught me everything,
When she sat me down on that toliet and informed me this is my life now. Though I was young I still remember sitting there for almost an hour as she didn’t tell me that once you’re done peeing you can get up.

My mother taught me everything,
When she patiently let me and my sister decorate the cookies.
Though we were young and we were ignorant to the concept of cleanliness or the fact you don’t lick the sprinkles off the cookies that are meant for other people.

My mother taught me everything,
When she took me to my first horseback riding lesson.
Though I was never good at jumping and fell off a few times more than I’m proud of she never missed a practice.

My mother taught me everything,
When I would come home from school and she would have dinner started and laundry folded because she enjoyed being a mother and wife and wasn’t afraid to show it.

My mother taught me everything,
When the first boy made me cry and she told me to buck up cowboy, there’s going to be more than just him breaking my heart. She was quite the realistic woman.

My mother taught me everything,
When we would have people coming over and she would want the house to be spotless. Though I complained the entire time, no one second guessed her house wasn’t always kept.

My mother taught me everything,
How to walk
How to talk
How to tie my shoes
How to fish
How to cook
How to clean
How to sew
How to love
How to smile
How to feel

My mother taught me everything,
Except how to live without her.

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