Life in Motion


They say you will never understand a mother's heart until you become one. I've never been a mother... obviously. I don't understand (yet) the depths of a mother's sacrifice and love. It's one of those things that you know (in theory), but you don't really know until you experience it. 

I do understand some things about my mama tho. My mama is a fighter. She's hard headed as hell sometimes. She yells. But she always wants to give her best. 

We argue and disagree on so many fronts. But then there are times when I look at myself in the mirror and see her reflection in me. People say we have the same smile (but I try to deny it most of the time). When I am upset I feel like the words that come out of my mouth are hers and not my own.

Despite our disagreements, we worry a lot about each other. We don't often say it out loud tho; we're bad with words. Our love language is acts of service and quality time and we don't know how to give words of encouragement to other people. My grandparents never knew how to say "I Love You", and the trend continued in our family. Fortunately, living in the US has changed that for us. We probably don't say "I Love You" as often as we should but we've come a long way and improved since my grandparents' days. 

This is my mama. We're different and similar in many ways. I love her and she loves me and no matter how much life changes I know that will never change.



p.s: I decided to do something a little different this time. I went with warmer tones for this spontaneous shoot. I think the warm tones suit her well - it's the kind of warmth that a mother gives out to her children :) 

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