Taylor Walker is heading off to college soon but knows she will still recall something special her mother says when things get tough.
My mom and I have always had arguments. Like other teenagers, our feuds are often about cell phone bills, boys or texting. But lately, the tension between us has gotten worse. I have come to realize that our bickering is ultimately a form of endearment - because I will soon be leaving for college.
In a few months, my bags will be packed and I will be headed for Boston University. But in a strange way, I won’t be surprised if I end up missing my mother telling me to turn off my bedroom light and television, take out the trash and, sometimes, to brush my teeth.
The woman who won’t admit that I am taller than her, who constantly squeezes my dimples to force me to smile, my mom, will always be part of my life, no matter where I go. As I board the plane and reminous about all the arguments that helped me to grow and develop as a person and venture into a territory hundreds of miles away, in my head I’ll hear the echo of my mom saying, “You’ll Live.”