she raised me.......

i remember the day she got married. she looked beautiful.i had never seen anyone like her. she was perfect... then and now. they told me i was just like her, in fact we were just the same. but i knew that wasn't true. she was great, far greater than i ever could be. probably i did have the potential to be her, but i knew i lacked her strength, her nobility.she went on with her life, knowing just what to do with it. making all the right choices, i've never seen her make bad one. i mean, you just have to look at her to know how perfect, how wonderful she is. she is God's special. i love her. more than i've ever loved anyone or will. she is the single most important person in my life. deep down i know how much, how badly i wanna be like her. i also know she feels bad when i don't match up. when i'm not 'honorable' enough. i might be a lot of good things to a lot of people. but when i look into her eyes i see reality stare back at me. that woman, grounds me. in front of her im just a ten year younger kid who adores her. that's what i feel like when with her. she makes me see myself for who i am. she's my 'reality check'. i really wish someday that i could do everything right and receive a pat on my back or an applause from her. i wanna hear her say... "baby girl, i'm proud of you.." how i wish!

i know i'll never be able to half as beautiful or capable as she is but i pray that if i could just be one forth of it.... i'd be a happy person.