The Lord chose you. He chose you to birth me. You, above all, are Mother. My Mother.
I respect you as such, and I always will. I know none stronger. Through it all, you kept fighting. You are a fighter. I’ve watched you fight. I thank God that He allowed our relationship to come full circle. Through it all, we made it to a place of love- genuine love, respect, and complete acceptance. Complete unwavering acceptance. I constantly assured you that I loved you. I really did. I do. I constantly assured you that I forgave you. Completely. Guilt had no place with us. With you. And you, you constantly assured me of your love for me. You said:
“Margo, I’ll always love you.”
It seems we had just what each of us needed: Love, Acceptance. I’m not sure if I ever told you, but I am so proud of you. So proud. Only the Lord knows what you had to fight, but you did just that: You fought. You fought under stress that many would’ve buckled under, but not you. The Lord armed you with just the amount of strength that you would need.
I learned from you. I did. Because of you, I said no. I said no, and I know without a doubt that it could’ve been me. It could’ve been me. Mother, I love you, I respect you, I admire you, and I will carry you in my heart all of my days. I thank God for you, Cheryl Denise Blue. My mommy.
Love Always, Your only daughter,