The Memoir Of Ms. Butterfly

Mom, I am not coming to you like your daughter, but like the woman I am.

I understand that seeing me as anything more than a woman is difficult because you probably thought we would not make it this far, but you and I are here.

The place that I find myself with her is simple. I am somewhere I would like to challenge myself by finding out who I am, even with all the limitations that my disability has placed on me that I can make it.

I know that being out on my own is a scary thing for you, and I am not going to lie; it’s frightening for me too, but for totally different reasons than your own.

As a mom, I understand that it’s your job to worry about me because I am the baby you have sacrificed the most. After all, I needed you the most.

Mom, I know one of your most significant worries is who will care for me if you pass on.

I also worry about what would happen to me if. my arms and legs weren’t here for me, and you have always said that I would be pass on to my siblings but, if I could be honest, I would hate to be passed around like a yo-yo when I know my siblings have a family of their own. Like my siblings, I would like to be on my own even though I understand that I will never be totally on my own with my condition.

My condition will never allow it, and I think to myself, what other choice do I have.

Live the rest of my life with you, and never experience life for myself.

I am not sitting here asking you for permission to live my own life; all I would like for you to see is that you have always raised me to know right from wrong and, that should also mean I should know what’s the best thing for me to do for my life.

I would understand why at times, it would be difficult for you to believe that I would know what would be the best thing for me because of my past mistakes, but I don’t look at them as mistakes; it was the things I needed to go through so I could grow as a person.

Mom, I could never forget everything you have given up so I may grow into the woman I am today.

Today’s woman has to do with the kind of mom and woman you show me you are.

Ms. Butterfly Genesis