By Abigail Gomez
Growing up I was so close to you but now we are distant. I wish it wasn't like this.
The relationship I had with my mom had grown apart during the past years. As a child my mother and I were really close. We did everything together since my sisters were older and I didn’t really hang out with them.
My mom and I would spend the day at the mall, go shopping and finish the night by eating out.
Then in middle school, my grandmother passed away which affected my whole family. It caused my mother to go to Mexico for about a month. I was hurt, my parents didn’t bring me, especially during a rough time for my whole family.
I was devastated, not just over the fact that I had lost my grandma, but also because I didn’t have my mother to comfort me.
As a teenage girl I was miserable and outraged since my mom wasn’t with me. I took my anger out on her when she came back from Mexico. This caused me to do bad in school and act out in my home as well. We would argue a lot and I wouldn’t talk to her.
Our arguments were mostly about how my attendance and grades were very poor and how I wouldn't even try at school. As these arguments increased, we started to grow apart. I would only talk to my mom if I needed to, not when I wanted to.
As middle school passed, during the summer of entering high school, we started to talk little by little. It then grew into conservations and it made me happy since it reminded me of how close we once were.
As the summer passed, my mom and I became closer and started to hangout. We would get some frozen yogurt or go on Target runs. Although it would last for an hour, it was still worth it because I miss hanging out and talking with my mom.
I realized that even though we had our falling out, I knew that I would always have my bestfriend.
Growing up I was so close to you but now we are distant. I wish it wasn't like this.
The relationship I had with my mom had grown apart during the past years. As a child my mother and I were really close. We did everything together since my sisters were older and I didn’t really hang out with them.
My mom and I would spend the day at the mall, go shopping and finish the night by eating out.
Then in middle school, my grandmother passed away which affected my whole family. It caused my mother to go to Mexico for about a month. I was hurt, my parents didn’t bring me, especially during a rough time for my whole family.
I was devastated, not just over the fact that I had lost my grandma, but also because I didn’t have my mother to comfort me.
As a teenage girl I was miserable and outraged since my mom wasn’t with me. I took my anger out on her when she came back from Mexico. This caused me to do bad in school and act out in my home as well. We would argue a lot and I wouldn’t talk to her.
Our arguments were mostly about how my attendance and grades were very poor and how I wouldn't even try at school. As these arguments increased, we started to grow apart. I would only talk to my mom if I needed to, not when I wanted to.
As middle school passed, during the summer of entering high school, we started to talk little by little. It then grew into conservations and it made me happy since it reminded me of how close we once were.
As the summer passed, my mom and I became closer and started to hangout. We would get some frozen yogurt or go on Target runs. Although it would last for an hour, it was still worth it because I miss hanging out and talking with my mom.
I realized that even though we had our falling out, I knew that I would always have my bestfriend.