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Happy Mother’s Day, Mom ❤️

  • Writer: Kristen Scott
    Kristen Scott
  • May 13
  • 4 min read

I’ve been thinking about what to say this year, that I haven't said before...and it’s hard to put into words all the layers of love, growth, and healing that define our relationship...


My mom and I have been through it all. The good, the bad, the beautiful, the broken. There were seasons we laughed until we cried and others where the distance between us felt like an ocean. But through it all, one thing has always remained: love.


My mom is strong in ways the world doesn’t always see. She’s carried the weight of life, loss, Grief and Distance and still found a way to smile through it, to give, to fight for joy and to mend the distance...She’s loved me in my darkest moments, even when it was messy. Even when I didn’t know how to receive it. Even when my own pain made it hard to recognize the love in front of me and even from states away....


Mom,

The last three years living out of state...me in North Carolina...now Virginia, you in Florida...haven’t been easy. But even in the distance, you’ve made your love feel close. You’ve sent care packages that showed up right when I needed them. Little surprises that felt like hugs in a box when you couldn't just show up at my door like you used to, You always found a way to remind me: I’m your girl, no matter how far away I am.


I miss you.


I miss the car jam sessions especially to our song, "Ain’t No Mountain High Enough" 🎶🎵 or Shania Twain or Carrie Underwood songs...screaming it on the top of our lungs with the windows down like we were untouchable. I miss our mommy-daughter date days… getting our nails and toes done, going shopping, laughing at something dumb in the dressing room. I miss worshipping God with you at church or in the car or even in the living room...I miss just being with you and how easy everything felt in those moments and how frequent they were...now they're a few times a year. Distance sucks.


Every time I get a Marco Polo from you, I stop what I’m doing and click it immediately. It’s like getting a tiny piece of you… a little reminder that I’m still your baby girl. And every time I look at my tattoo, I think of you. It’s not just ink. It’s a symbol of our bond...what we’ve walked through in My almost 30 years... what we’ve overcome, and the unbreakable love that’s held us together.


I also want to say thank you... for all the little things I didn’t say everytime...

thank you for every packed lunch you made me growing up.

For every time you cleaned the house and maybe no one said anything about it.

For the nights you stayed up late folding laundry or meal prepping or getting the next week ready.

For all the homework and school project help, school field trip chaperoning, and showing up for every thing I was apart of and that mattered to me.

For the mornings you got up early when you were sick or mentally not okay...and still pushed through...still took care of all of us..as as a mother to me then the boys too and even as a wife and friend and daughter.

For the kind of love that goes unseen, but never unfelt... Because I always felt it and I know everyone else in your life does too💕


You are strong. You are resilient. You are beautiful inside and out. And even with everything you’ve been through, you still show up for the people you love with so much heart. I see you now with age and in Marriage in more ways than I have before as a kid, teenager, and In my early adult years...I’m proud of you.


Adrian and I can’t wait to be back home for good. 1 more year max until the appeal is finished and the house is flipped♡


I seriously can’t wait to see you for my 30th birthday next month. I even have a countdown on my phone ha Just typing that feels surreal. I know it’s going to be such a full-circle moment.


So on this Mother’s Day- I Just want to say thank you.

For the sacrifices.

For the strength.

For the healing.

For the laughter.

For the love.


There is no such thing as a perfect mom...but you are the perfect mom for me.


What are the odds that in 8 billion people in this world, You are mine.


That's not coincidence. That's God...and I thank him everyday for you and pray for you all the time. We both do 🙏


I’m so, so grateful you’re my mom.


Happy Mother’s Day, Mom.


I Hope the little package you get being delivered from us today, gives you the same feeling it brings us when we get little gifts from you 🥂


....Forever your babygirl 💗 Xo 💋


P.S. Below is 6 full hours of "Scrapbooking" Sponsored by the Shuffles app. Just like scrapbooking...like we used to. Love you. Hope you enjoy 💕

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Stacy Self
May 31
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So I’ve cried a lot while reading this beautiful blog post! I’ve read it and reread it. As a mom, I just do my very best and I pray that my kids always feel my love.


I know I didn’t always get it right and I’ve made my mistakes through the years, but love has always been my driving beacon. The most important factor in every decision and in every action! 💗


Now, to hear your reflection of me as your mom, as an adult touches my heart more than I can find words to say.

I remember when I was your age and I had become a mom and a wife. I remember seeing things differently, seeing my mom…


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