I’m not 100% sure where to start. I’m about to write down how much you mean to me. It’s funny because I should be able to say all of this directly to you, but thats the funny thing with emotions. I don’t know if I would ever be brave enough. You are the strongest person I know. You were the rock for sissie and I our whole lives. Without you I wouldn’t be the person I am today.
Growing up I never knew of the hard times. I’m sure there were many as a single mom, but you always seemed to have it together. Whatever I wanted, you gave me. Whatever I needed, you gave me. Even today, we were suppose to be out celebrating you and you still paid.
I know when I was younger (always late for curfew) I didn’t appreciate it. You always waited up. I’m sorry for getting annoyed with you about that… Yes you were upset with me but it always came from a place of love.
Today while we were talking about me becoming a mom one day I kept thinking I hope I’ll be at least half the mom you are. Sorry about the comment babies shouldn’t have babies… Yes I am 28 but still have some growing up to do. I know though when that time comes you will be right there teaching me.
Happy Mother’s Day to the greatest Mom I could have ever asked for.
P.S. Sorry about all the drunk dials during my college days…. I now know 6am New York time is not an acceptable hour to call and tell you all about my night on top of the Empire State Building.