Constant worry.

Mothers know best,
and that is why their
unofficial motto is to
be in a state of constant
worry. My mother has
loved me from my very
inception. Through the
Caesarian section birth,
breast feeding, first words,
first steps. First mistakes.
First successes. My mother
has loved me.

My weight is the top concern,
my grades, nay my future,
is second.

But she believes in me.

She believes in me to do
what is right; not just for
me, but for others. She
believes in me and knows
I can do anything with
motivation. She believes in me
because my mother loves me.

She believes in me, and my
mother loves me, because of
constant worry.

Constant.

                                              ­     I am my mother's son.
                                                     My mother loves me,
                                                   and I love my mother.

                        Because I am in a state
                             of constant worry.