5/11 - Mother’s Day

Today is Mother’s day and honestly I woke up kind of confused what I was going to do today. I made a last minute dinner reservation, but didn’t know if I was going to plan for my shoot by getting some things done. But I did wake up and tell my mom.

Randomly I started of thinking of words, and then just wrote everything I was feeling in one go. It was actually really easy for me to write it. And I started sobbing while writing it. The emotions just all came out of nowhere, so then I read it to mom and translated it for her. Literally was crying my eyes out reading it to her and I hugged her immediately.

I also found some pictures quickly without overthinking and posted it on IG. I even found the found in a second, it just fit. Everything just happened so quickly and the fact that I didn’t even think twice on if I should post it on not. Now I just believe that If I’m feeling called to post it, it’s because someone needs to hear it.

Immediately people started saying it was so beautifully written and they were crying, which I loved but I also love that I’m so confident about the content now that I didn’t even need to hear it made people cry. I just know because it made me cry.

I love these moments where I’m so inspired that I create and post so quickly. It’s not work, it’s output.

After sobbing and talking to my moti mummy, I decided to go on a walk before getting ready. I saw someone crying and it kind of melted my heart because I just hoped they were okay.

Anyways came home and my mom was getting ready. She asked me what to wear, I told her anything comfortable. She asked if she could wear an Indian dress and for once I said yes. I’ve never said yes before, deep down I’ve always been ashamed of being judged. Or I just didnt’ quite know how to integrate my culture in a white world, I always thought I had to keep it separate. Lately, I just don’t care though. I’m okay with authentically showing up however I want to show up. Like finally finding my place in a white world, and the scary thing I geneuitly didn’t even think this part of me needed healing. I was so proud that I thought I didn’t while other kids that grew up in the burbs did. But I did too.

Anyways, I got ready and we went. I was so proud to show my mom off and was just taking pictures and videos of her experiencing everything. I just didn’t care who was watching. The food was okay, nothing super great. But somehow they kind of screwed up the bill, so we ended up getting free desert.

I took this as a win because abundance of good things happening to me and I feel like it was adjustment for me turning money down yesterday.

Anyways, after dinner we went on a walk to the bridge and were taking more pictures and videos. It was so cute. I thought I was going to make a mother’s day video when I got home.

But by the time we got home, I was literally so tired that I fell asleep at 8pm. I did wake up for a hour but fell back asleep.

Intuition - This mother’s day was so special and I have so much love for my mom.

11/10 - I’m so proud of myself for all the growth and the fact that I just post without thinking twice now. I just have so much more appreciation for her now than I did a year ago.

Energy:
100% - My mom


Post:
This Mother’s Day hits a little different.

Just 365 days ago, I thought my mom was a burden.

Of course, I loved her—but it wasn’t even close to the love I feel for her today.

As an only child raised by a single mother, I used to think life dealt me a bad hand. Like I was already starting at a disadvantage. And as I got older, it felt like having a single mom held me back from chasing my biggest dreams. I couldn’t just pack up and move across the country—because every new location came with an expiration date. I couldn’t just spend freely on myself—even if I had the money—because I had another mouth to feed. Another future to plan for.

It often felt like I was the mother.

Then one day, my mom got seriously sick. I thought I was going to lose her.

That’s when everything shifted.

I realized I was only able to be such a go-getter, to dream big, to pursue my goals—because she was always in the background holding it all together. She made sure there was food on the table. She kept the house clean. She did the laundry. She was there when I needed someone to talk to. She took on all the invisible work so I could put my full energy into becoming the woman I wanted to be.

Life without her would crumble—and the truth was, I needed her. She didn’t need me.

She was never holding me back. She was launching me forward.

Providing for us has always been my biggest motivation. She was my why.

But now I see—she’s also always been my how.

This Mother’s Day hits a little different.

Because now, I know she was never a burden.
She’s always been my greatest strength. My biggest blessing.

Happy Mother’s Day ❤️🥹