Today is my Mom's birthday. Since she's the greatest woman in the world, I thought it only appropriate to share a few of the things I've written about her in the past. I wrote this for Mom and Dad's 30th anniversary. This was for her last birthday. This is from Mother's Day this year. I love you, Mom and wish you the happiest of birthdays.
Love you! Mom, you're not only the primary care giver during my formidable years, you are the guidepost by which I judge my potential romances, the compass by which I live my life and the anchor when I'm cast adrift by my wrong choices and the hand of fate. Thank you for your support, your time, your energy, your love, your prayers, your money, your cooking (even the stuff I don't eat), your advice and your willingness to let me make my own way without, "I told you so" waiting for me at the other end. Your much better than I deserve, and as with Nana, I just hope in the end I make you proud enough to justify all your hard work. You have my heart, my appreciation, my respect and my fondest wishes for a wonderful mother's day.