Page 154 of The Matchmaker's Choice: A Lesbian Romance

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She’s never anything less than completely put together.

She’s a great person. A nice, compassionate, thoughtful,

beautiful woman. I couldn’t ask for a better mom. She might

be mild tempered for the most part, but when she’s determined

to do something, look out!

She can be extremely stubborn. I wouldn’t use the

word mulish because that’s way too old-fashioned and that

doesn’t really describe her style. She just won’t stop until she’s

achieved what she wants to achieve. Dedicated isn’t the right

word either, but I don’t really know what is.

My mom’s hard to describe. She’s many different

things. She’s been my father’s rock, his confidant, his love, his

friend. She’s supported him with the business, given him

advice, spent endless hours helping him. She was always there

for me and my brother too. She ran the household and refused

to ever hire anyone until just a few years ago to do any errands

or cleaning. She’s one of those people that does it all and then

some.

I’ve always admired and respected my mom. She’s

been the type of woman that I’ve always looked up to, even if

I knew that I never wanted to be her because our personalities

are totally different. She had no idea why I wanted to study

science or teach kids. It’s very disappointing to her that I don’t

have a husband or children by now and don’t have any interest

in becoming a part of the company. To her, I guess I’m a bit of

a mystery. Maybe she doesn’t know the right words to

describe me either.

Mothers and daughters. Aren’t they always kind of that

way with each other? We can love the heck out of each other

and still not truly understand each other. We don’t fight, but

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