||[Jun. 26th, 2010|04:10 am]
Spinning 45 Ballerina
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There's been some talk lately in my circle of friends about bragging, who brags, and what we all brag about, what comes up and what gets repeated. Talking to my friend later about her parents I realized who I should be bragging about is my mother. If she wasn't such a ferocious atheist I'm sure she would be sainted. All the things you should want too be she is. She is a champion of the everyday underdog, and is always kind and helpful to the people who most of us treat badly. I'm not talking about beggars or drug addicts, but about the everyday people who are bullied or ignored. She is always willing to sacrifice personal gain for you and even though she is good with money and respects it, she is not at all an materialistic person. When it comes to me and my upbringing she always put me first, without really spoiling me. She's travelled and learnt language, she plays the guitar, she reads a lot of books. I love her for letting me be my own person, and letting me do what I want without ever asking anything in return for my freedom. Even now when I am basically independent she sees to me and helps me out without any conditions. The saddest lesson she learnt me is that most don't value her altruistic personality. Mostly they don't even notice it. Still being good is worth it I'm sure, because you're not doing what you're doing because you need people to notice, but because you care about them. Even if they are to stupid, or thoughtless to care for anything but themselves sometimes (like me).