i definitely don't say this enough

I love my family. I've said it many times, but I feel like it's never enough. I'm the independent one of the family, but it's times like these [getting sick and being unable to do a damn thing] that make me remember just how much I love them.

Since I was a baby, I've been a daddy's girl. I can talk to my dad about anything at all and my mom was usually left in the dark for some things. She has noticed it and put up with it all my life. We fought a lot when I was younger, and she still did something miraculous. She let me leave home at the age of 14 to go live at my high school. Any mother that can let a child leave has to be brave and have faith that her child is strong enough to do whatever it is they want to do. And my mom did. She put up with a lot from me, and she still does, I'm sure. Although I have tried to be a better daughter since college started...she deserves it.

Anyways, the one area of parenting that my mom will always trump my dad on is: sickness. It really is that maternal instinct I think, because when I feel sick, the only person I want by my side is my mommy. As soon as I was feeling low, I called her to tell her that I felt terrible. She came over right after work was done and stayed with me to see if there was anything I needed. She checked up on me, made sure I made a doctor's appointment, and tonight she was amazing. Not only did she come over and clean up my room for me [including folding laundry and finding a place for everything that was out of place] but she saw that I didn't want her to leave so she stayed with me and watched a movie. She even brushed and braided my half damp from a bath, half sweaty hair. My mom knows exactly what to do to make me feel better. And I don't tell her enough how much I love her.

I love my mom. She is probably the most amazing woman I will ever be lucky enough to know. I'm so proud to call her my mother because I know she's there for me no matter what. And guess what everyone? I'm going to sleep with a 98.8 degree temperature! Yay!!! I think it was the mommy's touch that made it go down. Let's just hope it stays down.

I would also like to give a special thanks to my Nana today. She brought me a slushie, some more drinks, and took my laundry to her house to do for me. I'm feeling spoiled and am more grateful than they'll ever know. It's times like these that I am lucky enough to have family in town when I'm in college.

[Also, the movie my mom and I watched tonight was 'The King's Speech'. Neither of us had seen it before, and we both ADORED it. British history has always been a small fascination of mine...]