“There is nothing in the world of art like the songs mother used to sing.”– Billy Sunday
Let me first start by saying, it’s been a while. I know, but you see, things have been a bit crazy. I wanted to take a second not to really go into grave detail about life, love, or the pursuit of happiness, but to thank the woman who helped me to be me.
I have been blessed by God in one of the greatest ways imaginable. I am blessed with a mother who loves me to the fullest extent of her abilities. The friendship of a mother is irreplaceable, because if they love you unconditionally, they will always be in your corner. I know that so many people do not share the same experience that I do with my mother, and that is why I consider myself blessed.
My mom was and is the first person I want to tell about my day, complain to, and eat chips in bed at the end of the day with. She is the person that through college I could always cuddle up next to and still do on hard days. She is the person who first believed in me and still does. She is the only person I tell all my goals and dreams to. She never looks at me like I’m crazy for dreaming. She gives me advice. She is always honest with me. I know that I can always trust her.
Dear Mom, thank you for:
- Always believing in me
- Giving me a love for red lipstick
- Reminding me of my worth
- Telling me that my dreams are possible
- Giving me advice
- Loving and supporting me
- Spending time with me and traveling to see me
- Putting me first
- Driving me many around for a long time
- Staying up late snacking and watching my favorites
- Teaching me values
- Feeding all the pets I said I would and never did
- Keeping my house plants alive
- Always being up for an adventure
- Teaching me to love nature and animals
- Showing me the value of hard work
Thank you for everything. Honestly, saying that I am blessed is an understatement. I am honored to be your daughter and friend. They say that the people you are around influence who you become, and you impacted me in the best of ways.
I love you!