Today I want to write about my mum. She
always supports me, I can count on her and I am really grateful that
she lets me make my own mistakes, but also she's always there for me.
There were many important things that she said to me, but one I
remember well and that is a great example of many other conversations
we had, is one that happened at the beginning of 2011.
I was going to London on my winter
holidays. It was my fifth trip there, but first on my own. I was
staying at friend's place, but knew that most of the time I would
spend alone. I was surprised that my parents weren't really against
that trip (except the 'why can't you go somewhere else. It's always
London, aren't you bored?' talks). You can say it's nothing weird
because I was 20 then, but I know many parents who don't allow their
children, even that big, to travel alone.
When I came back I asked my mum: 'Why
weren't you afraid of me? I was alone, in a big city, far away from
here. I thought you would text or call me like 100 times a day. And
nothing like this happened...'
Then my mum said: 'You know. I was so
scared. Before you went to London I couldn't sleep at night, thinking
if it's a good idea. But I didn't want to make you nervous about it.
I decided I save those fears for myself because you're not a little
girl anymore. And you'll be fine. I can't treat you like a child. I
was scared, but knew you would be ok. If something was wrong, believe
me, I would buy a ticket and fly to London as soon as possible, but
after your messages on the first day I knew it was a good idea to
support you and let you go on this trip.
My mum is the coolest mum in the world.
Of course, sometimes I'm angry at her. But on the other hand I can't
imagine her being more supporting and caring than she is right now.