It’s the person you first see in your life. The woman that feeds and nurtures you until you no longer need her to, yet she will always be your mother. She’s the one that wakes up at crazy hours of the night to make sure you're safely asleep. She’s the only person that can make me see the light at the end of a dark tunnel, and she is the only one that can do it. The love and sacrifice she holds in her heart are immeasurable and the most it can be. 

Mom. That is what I call her. Sometimes Mother, Ma, or even Jill when I get mad. Then she gets mad too, just a lose-lose situation. Like everyone else, I truly believe I have the best Mom. Everyone claims they have the best Mom because she does this that and the other thing, but no. My Mom is not like other Moms, because she is only mine. She brought me into this world and is always trying to protect me from the evil eye. I always hear that internal beauty is more valuable than outside, but my mom is a perfect example of both, with a kind heart and the face of an angel. 

Everyone should have bravery like their mother who is not willing to give up when different complications arise. The compassion a mother holds proves to be the strength for a son or daughter, whenever they find themselves in a situation that they cannot seem to bear. She can tell the depths of our emotions by the simple look on our faces. She knows more about me than I will ever know about myself. Sometimes I wonder, How does she know me so well? Then I remember that I came from her. That is a mother, inside and out.