By Spencer Wright, December 22, 2020 — My first crush was my mother. She was the earth, the moon, and the stars to me. I can remember being physically ill when she was not in my sight. She was the first woman that I ever kissed, and the first woman that told me that she loved me. Her love for me never changed. She loved and stood by my side, good, bad, right, wrong, or indifferent. She taught me how to love. She taught [me] the importance of family. She was my best friend.
I never understood how she loved me until January 17, 1997. That’s the day I became the proud father of a beautiful baby girl. That’s when it all made sense. I made it my business to love [my daughter] the way my mom loved me until the day I die.