A new beginning,

Now we are back, after two years, and well, in quarantine. Today, is a special day, its Mother's Day. My mom has constantly been supporting me ever since, well, ever since the world first brought its sights on me, the blinding light piercing my dark-adjusted eyes. Actually, I have no idea what I saw that day, because, you know, my memory really only started around 5 years of age. But, that's beside the point.

Recently, I've grown quite close with a couple of friends, one in particular, he will be referred to as "Psi" to keep anonymity, since I know there are millions out there reading this. So, anyways, while in quarantine, Psi is basically my go-to person to talk to when I'm feeling down, or when I'm happy for some reason that may seem frivolous to others. The fact that I'm talking to Psi so much seems to be upsetting my mom for some reason, she thinks I'm spending way too much time with Psi and not enough on the good old fashioned practice. "Practice makes perfect," she says, actually hold up, I think my dad says that way more. 

The point is, I want her to know that no matter how much time I spend with Psi, it can't change the fact that she is still my mother and that no one can ever even get close to taking that role away from her. I love her with all of my heart, although sometimes she does make me really really impatient and sometimes angry as well I always keep it in, well, mostly always. However, the point is, you are the best mom anyone could ever wish for and I love you. 

You did give me the challenge to post something every day so this is the new beginning.