I never really talked about this, but in middle school I missed almost a full month of school due to an issue with one of my kidneys. Nobody really knew what was wrong, but I had to go get an MRI scan (after an ultrasound AND CT Scan). I'm honestly surprised that I wasn't AS terrified as I would be now, knowing how precious life is as an adult. While I was still scared of the whole situation, I feel like I wasn't AS scared thanks to my mom. It wasn't until recently my mom recalled that time in life and told me how she was actually super scared and worried for me, but I never remembered her feeling that way. My mom is super good at hiding her tears and seeming like nothing ever affects her. Little did I know that while she was acting strong and tough for me, behind closed doors she'll let the emotions run. I'll always appreciate my mom for being my strength during tough times, but I sometimes feel bad that she even needed to do that. As a kid I was not as aware of the emotional weight my mom had to carry in secret while holding a smile on her face for me, but now I hope that she won't have to do that anymore and let me take on some of that weight with her too <3 Happy (belated) Mother's Day, Mudder <3