“I love you”
Hey, it's me Sierra Ilyia Jones writing to you, daughter of Sonya M. Jones. Mother is taking a break, spending quality time with the Hubby. I know all of you have read about me in one way or another because my mom just LOVES to write about her children. (yay...) But, now it is my turn to write about her because, well she is crazy, and I love her.
I'm not going to sit here and, tell you all that my mother is perfect because lying is a sin. Also, I don't want to have to go to church, and enter a confessional when I am finished this blog post. Our relationship, if i had to put it in one word, is "quirky." My mother is the weirdest mother I know. I do not know of any mother that sits on their children, when they are sitting on the couch trying to watch their shows. Also, I do not know of any other mother that says "Ditto" with a smile slapped across her face when their child says "I love you, mom." My mom is anything but ordinary.
My mom is funny, smart, and very very awesome. However, she is also EMBARRASSING!!!! I want to run away whenever she starts dancing like Beyonce. Whether it's in public or in the privacy of our own home. I mean really, come on...if you have ever seen the movie "HITCH" you'd know I'm telling the truth, that she should live in the neighborhood of arms by your waist at ninety degrees and stepping back and forth. No fancy moves necessary!
But, I guess my mom has the right to act silly, and embarrass me once in a while because all I do is bug her. I'm not going to lie...I live for bugging my mother, it's very fun. I love to lay on her bed because I know that it makes her itch a little bit. I plop right on there, and she says "Sierra, I just made that bed, why are you on it?" Then I reply with a simple, "Because mother, it's soft." I also like to come over whenever she is drinking wine. I call her by her nickname that I came up with especially for her, and she tells me "I need a glass of wine after your bugging me." I also love to tell my mother occasionally that I will put her in a home whenever she starts to bug me. I tell her specifically, "See mother, this is why you are going in a home." Or, "I'm going to remember that mother, whenever you're old and need somewhere to live. Yeah, you're going in a home."
But despite our differences (our many, many differences), I do love my mom. I love her special hugs when she holds on tight, and won't let go (even whenever it's long overdue.) I love whenever she says that I can have my friends over especially my redhead, Natalya. I love her "LOL", which stands for layers of love. I love the way that she says "Ditto" to my "I love you, mom." I love our relationship. She may not be the perfect mother to anyone else but I can tell you this, I would not trade her in for anyone or anything.
In the words of my mother...Until next time...peace, and blessings ♥
|Mother and I|
|My redhead friend. Natalya, and I.|