Nikki Woods on Why She Loves her Mama

NIkki Woods

I’m a self-proclaimed daddy’s girl and I’m not ashamed to admit it. I adore my father, he was and will always be my hero, but I’ll always love my mama.

Relationships between mother and daughters can often be difficult at best and ours seemed to be especially challenging. My mother says I favored my father from birth and indeed, my first recollections are filled with only my daddy, often vying with my mother for his undivided attention.

If our family was compared to a building; my father would have definitely been the foundation but my mother was in charge of keeping the structure intact. And she still is. But I didn’t realize that growing up.

In fact, it took most of my life and becoming a mother myself to admit what a special and substantial role my mother played in my life. Sacrifice for the welfare of her family was in her every breath and it is now as an adult, now that I can talk to my mama – woman to woman – that I cherish and appreciate all that she did for us. And I understand it because I would do the same for my children.

Mother’s presence was a given. She put her nursing career on hold to stay home and raise her two girls. She was our family’s safe haven, our port in the storm of scraped knees, puberty, high school drama and broken hearts. All of us soon learned that we were the focus of our mother’s life, her “career”. She was fully devoted and dedicated to making our home a place where we would be nurtured into adults, fortified to face the world.

Lessons from my mother came in many ways. Some lessons I mastered and accepted easily, without question. Others I challenged. All served to mold and shape me through the breadth and depth of her love.

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