My Moms Open Arms

You don’t have to openly show your love to them, but they will always love you back.

”Sometimes we need to lose the small battles to win the war.”

-Sun Tzu

It was my mom who hugged me when I was down. When I was down and didn’t believe in myself, my mom opened her arms, and I knew that with her, everything would be okay. My mom would always cheer me up no matter what I have done to her. For the first time in my life, I was speechless. I couldn’t form words, or think straight. That Thursday night ride home from hockey was a low point in my entire life, because the moment I got home, I found out on of my greatest influences passed away, my grandmother. When I got home after that long car ride from the Edge in Bedford, my moms eyes where puffy and red.

“What happened?” I asked looking around for my other family members. 

“Sit down,” my mom told me, “Mena fell, she, she’s gone.”

You could hear my heart shatter when those words left her lips. I didn’t think I would be able to make it, and then she embraced me. It’s funny to think that something as small as a hug, can change everything. My heart broken, my eyes filled with oceans of water, but when my mom opened her arms to me, I knew, no matter how tough this is going to be, I will make it through. She didn’t care about herself, she didn’t care that the same thing happened to her too, she was only looking out for me. In the days where I couldn’t do anything, she became stronger, she held her tears back, and eventually I did the same. Without the open arms and warm hugs my mom gave me, I don’t know how much longer it would have taken to fight the tears. The hard times aren’t over, they have only just begun, but through it all, my mom has opened her arms and embraced me to keep me strong, and that means everything to me.