Mother o' Mine

I have been lucky enough to always know my mother. She's suffered through nineteen years' worth of tantrums, helped with learning lines and finishing last minute school projects, and provided for me in every way imaginable . I've written bad poems for her and hand-made Mothering Sunday cards, I've been a bad and bothersome daughter and I've been there for her as wholly as I could be there for anyone, just as she has unfailingly always been there for me. She is my guidepost and role model and number one fan and advisor on everything. She is beautiful inside and out. One of the things I want most in the world is to make her as proud of me as I am of her.



Happy birthday Mama!