I don’t think that there is a stronger connection between a mother and her kids. Recently me and my roommate stayed up late discussing how much we love our moms. It ended with us sobbing because we genuinely don’t know what we would do without our moms once they die. I know it is a dark thought, but I know that one day I will need to find a way to live without her. Moms get so little credit for all that they sacrifice. My mom allows me to release any anger or sadness onto her, draining her, and then she still has the energy to make me feel better. My mom has to listen to so many complaints from me, and even if she doesn’t care about whatever stupid thing I’m ranting about, she pretends to. Whenever I need any type of advice she is always here to help, even if I don’t listen. There is no one I could love or appreciate more.