My mother was the best mom a little girl could have, but when I was 5 my stepfather took over and my mother changed.

Despite changes I remember every kiss, hug, glass of milk at night (sometimes several over and over cause my brother and I didn't want her to leave), fun baths, amazing birthdays, yummy beautiful cakes (she made herself with all the cool flowers and things, like a professional cake), and how she taught me to cook.