scratch the surface

I treated my mom and Jenny to TGI Fridays tonight. It was our last dinner in the burgh and I figured I could pick up the tab. Sure it was a nice thing to do, but when I stop and think about it, my mom has been doing that for me for 18 years. My paying once doesn't even scratch the surface of what she's done for me.

I guess that's what parents specialize in, sacrifice. My mom has made a lot for my sister and I.

In recent years I would hate to go shopping with my mom. I hate it simply because she refuses to buy herself anything. If anyone deserves a shopping trip, it's her, not me or Jenny. These past couple years I didn't go back to school shopping. I didn't want to go because I knew that I didn't need anything. If my mom could go years without buying herself any new clothes I sure as hell didn't need new ones for every school year, let alone every season change.

My mom has made me the person I am today. I'm eternally grateful for every sacrifice she's made for me. One day I'm going to pay her back for it. One day I'm going to be able to give my mom whatever it is she wants. At that point it won't be about what she needs, it'll be about what she wants.

I'm going to make it up to you mom, I promise you that. It wasn't all for not. Your son is going to be someone.

NP: Dear Mama- Tupac