“Remind me to do something about that.”  Mommy grinned shaking her head.  I don’t know how she sleeps at night. 

We stopped at my door and she kneeled down to straighten out some of my curls with her hands.  

“You look beautiful with make up.  But remember your just as stunning without it.”  She said.  

“Ok.”

“Now are you going to be a good girl and pack your things?”  Mom asked with a sideways glance.  

“Yup.”  I squeaked.

“Are you sure?”  She said playfully poking my belly.

“Yes”  I said through giggled.  

“Ok.  Now I gotta wake your dad.”  Mom rolled her eyes and headed back down the hall.  I watched her retreat.  She was wearing a simple black dress that went down to her knees and a pair of silver heels lay by the door.  Two bracelets on her right hand, her wedding ring, a simple silver chain with a sapphire pendent, and some tanzanite earrings was what she had on.  

She dressed really simple compared to some of the people they know.  Sometimes Kyla and I have to go with them to these dinners and the wives of daddy’s coworkers dress very flashy and… fake.  They wear sparkly tailored dresses with giant pearls and accessories of gold burdening their limbs.  None of them looked better than my mom.

I was proud to call her that.  She was elegant but she also knew how to fix a car, she was graceful, but loved outdoor activities, and she was serious, but knew how to joke about the hard stuff.

I love her and always will.

End Flashback

“Ashley you done?  I need to get ready too.”  Ky shouted.  It snapped me out of my memories.  

“Yeah hold on.”  

It was a sad thing really.  As much as I want to hate her, how can I.  I tried many times to convince myself that she was worthless and that I wouldn’t care if she fell of the side of the earth.  But thats not true.  She brought me into this world, took care of me, loved me.  

She was my mommy.