My Mom

It is hard to express the gratitude that I have for my mom She raised me most of my life as a single mother Then she married a wonderful man who raised me as his own Together we shared a loving, fun filled home She took on a daughter and three sons And loved them as her own Now she had five children A husband and a home Being my mom could not have been easy You see, I have been sick most all of my life A severe asthmatic since I was little Plus I had seven cancer scares, which all required me going under the knife She took care of me when I was recovering She listened to me cry from the pain Or being sick of taking millions of pills Even throwing them all across the room because I was so sick of them She never once did complain When the stitches were taken out too soon And I bled all over the place I was so scared Yet…she calmed me down with a gentle hand placed on my face Today I am going through tough times Living with a chronic illness called Fibromyalgia and injured spine My mom is still there to listen to me when I am frustrated And I am glad my mom is mine She has also helped raised my husband Whose own mother recently decided she wants nothing to do with him Now she is his mom too Although she did not teach him to tie his shoes