Dear mum,
These days, sayings on mugs, t-shirts, and even jute bags are completely inflationary that mommies are superheroes. But, you know what? That's what you are for me: a superheroine. Without a cape and almost always without applause, but always with all my heart.
"He who is strong must be good too."
Although I'm inclined to prove Astrid Lindgren in every situation, I have to turn this quote for you a little bit: I believe that you are strong because you are good and just always the best - and for everyone around you - want to do. And luck, you seem to have inexhaustible reserves of power: In 31 years, I've never experienced that you said "I can not anymore" (maybe you've thought it more often than I suspect ...). Four (in different ways not always easy) children, a man you have to know how to take and a job that also offers new challenges every day ... And yet you always had time: time to listen, read aloud and later on Discussing every book I devoured to go to jumping and dressage training or tournaments and to cheer me on, to fight terrifying math problems with me and so on and so forth.
"We had two things that made our childhood what it was like - security and freedom."
I grew up with Astrid Lindgren's adventures and grew up in her philosophy - and not only because you read to me "Pippi Longstocking", "Ronja Robber's Daughter" and the "Brothers Lionheart": For me, our home was both a child and a teenager Even now, as adults, always a safe place - a place of security. The reason you are with the fact that you not only provide security, but also freedom: Not every mother would let her daughter go every day with a new (impossible-looking) disguise or in breeches in kindergarten and school and also ignore the grandfather who at some point found his granddaughter's outfits so inappropriate that he refused to drive them anywhere ...
"But you are not the others" - "Do not get down, be cheeky and wild and wonderful."
Your always happy, too loud and constantly babbling daughter has lost at eleven or twelve years at some point her robber heart. Growing up is not easy - especially with things like charts and small nasty boys who threaten to slaughter the beloved pony. "Do not let it get you down" was your tireless advice: Thank you for never advising me to adapt and for never seeing my introversion as a negative feature, no matter how often the teachers criticized me for not speaking in class,
"See that you hit the heart! he screamed. Make sure you pierce my heart of stone! It rubbed and hurt my chest long enough. I looked into his eyes. And in his eyes I saw something strange. I saw that knight Kato longed to get rid of his heart of stone. Maybe no one hated Knight Kato more than Knight Kato himself. "
There are things that even the best mom in the world can not make up for. If the daughter loses her best friend because of cancer, becomes her biggest enemy and does not want to be helped, consoled or hugged - what does a mother do then? I do not know, I just know what you did: you were always there trying to make everything easy for me, I made it hard for myself, hugged me when I beat myself and loved me, although I hated myself.
Dear Mom, I know that you did not feel like helping me, but you have. You and the rest of the family, you were the boulder I could cling to and cling to today if anything went wrong.
"Dear little Krumelus, I never want to be greeted."
I am now 31 years old - adult, one would think - but I am still your daughter and can be a child if I need your help or your advice. At the same time, you also let me grow up: You count on my help and my advice - and I'm glad about every opportunity to be able to give something back to you.
"Surely it is not in the Ten Commandments that old women are not allowed to climb trees?"
Before you are outraged now: I do not think anyone who knows you would call you old - today, as always, you have the pants on and everything firmly under control - if you wanted, you would also climb trees. But do not forget, while you are there for me and everyone else to be there for you too, because you have to have time to just sit there and watch. "
Long story short: Thank you, mom - just for everything.
Your daughter
Esther
* All quotes are from Astrid Lindgren or from her books.
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