Happy Birthday to you, Mom!!
I listened to this one on repeat this morning, because it just brings back some of the best memories of all time. I know that life wasn't the easiest for you as a single Mom, working, paying bills alone and trying to keep a small fortress alive for a small girl, but you did it better than anyone.
I remember waking up to this song, and listening to it on repeat. I hope that you know that my life as a wee one holds some of the best memories in my small life. I remember dancing along the floors, in new ballet shoes, pink and perfect. I remember eating Happy Meals, with Doggie and having not one single care in the world. I remember looking at your hutch, trying to discern which tea cups would encourage the presence of fairies and which ones you might not miss, in the event that I was brave enough to steal one. I remember climbing the steps to our little apartment, holding your hand and thinking you were all there was in the whole world.
But mostly, I remember being happy!
You did it, Mama- and then you gave me the best present ever, when you married Papi, even though he let me wear my pretty new ballet shoes outside :)
Thank you for always supporting me and pushing me. I will never be as calm as you. I will never be quite as wise as you, and I will never forgive as easily as you do. I wish that someday I can claim some of your grace, though.
Like Gordon says, "you bring out all the good things in me." Thank you for never giving up on me and for being a rock always.
You were tough. You were strict. You were determined. You pushed and you ripped me up off the ground, told me to scrape off my knees and keep walking when I needed it. You were like that with a lot of us, and it paid off for you...my friends looked to you and Papi as their own at times and that is something I will never forget.
Thank you for being there for me with Chad. I will never forget that handsome boy next to you, clamored in black leather, spikes and a pink or was it green mohawk. And when he cried, you held his hand and at that moment, I was so proud that YOU were MY Mom, that you could look past all the ways in which his exterior was different than you own. Thank you for being there for a strange boy who needed you at that moment. We miss him deeply. Thank you for telling me to talk to Chad even when we lost him. I still do and I believe that he listens to me :)
Thank you for loving Bosie, even though you're allergic to him <3.
Thank you, Mama for everything. You are my hero. I will never stop looking up to you and someday I will find a space to find your secret concoction for staying cool as a cucumber under the pressure life brings.
You have been the best role model a girl could ask for.
Happy Birthday, Mama.
I listened to this one on repeat this morning, because it just brings back some of the best memories of all time. I know that life wasn't the easiest for you as a single Mom, working, paying bills alone and trying to keep a small fortress alive for a small girl, but you did it better than anyone.
I remember waking up to this song, and listening to it on repeat. I hope that you know that my life as a wee one holds some of the best memories in my small life. I remember dancing along the floors, in new ballet shoes, pink and perfect. I remember eating Happy Meals, with Doggie and having not one single care in the world. I remember looking at your hutch, trying to discern which tea cups would encourage the presence of fairies and which ones you might not miss, in the event that I was brave enough to steal one. I remember climbing the steps to our little apartment, holding your hand and thinking you were all there was in the whole world.
But mostly, I remember being happy!
You did it, Mama- and then you gave me the best present ever, when you married Papi, even though he let me wear my pretty new ballet shoes outside :)
Thank you for always supporting me and pushing me. I will never be as calm as you. I will never be quite as wise as you, and I will never forgive as easily as you do. I wish that someday I can claim some of your grace, though.
Like Gordon says, "you bring out all the good things in me." Thank you for never giving up on me and for being a rock always.
You were tough. You were strict. You were determined. You pushed and you ripped me up off the ground, told me to scrape off my knees and keep walking when I needed it. You were like that with a lot of us, and it paid off for you...my friends looked to you and Papi as their own at times and that is something I will never forget.
Thank you for being there for me with Chad. I will never forget that handsome boy next to you, clamored in black leather, spikes and a pink or was it green mohawk. And when he cried, you held his hand and at that moment, I was so proud that YOU were MY Mom, that you could look past all the ways in which his exterior was different than you own. Thank you for being there for a strange boy who needed you at that moment. We miss him deeply. Thank you for telling me to talk to Chad even when we lost him. I still do and I believe that he listens to me :)
Thank you for loving Bosie, even though you're allergic to him <3.
Thank you, Mama for everything. You are my hero. I will never stop looking up to you and someday I will find a space to find your secret concoction for staying cool as a cucumber under the pressure life brings.
You have been the best role model a girl could ask for.
Happy Birthday, Mama.
