I know I’ve shared many times how much of a role model and BFF my mom is to me, but of course today I think it bears repeating.
Mama, I only hope I can do half as much for my future children as you’ve done for me. The more I learn about this world we live in, the more grateful I am for the unconditional love and support I’ve always had from you (and dad!), and the knowledge that you will always unquestionably be there is more valuable than anything.
You’re my biggest cheerleader, my staunchest critic and, now, the voice of my inner conscience. I’m really not sure when that happened, and I’m not sure how much I like it, but damn it if it doesn’t work like a charm.
And lest this post get to sickly-sweet: yes, we still fight occasionally, but I love that now it typically ends with us laughing at our bitchiness together. It’s bound to happen, with us being practically carbon copies. (Poor dad.) I couldn’t have asked for a better mother-daughter relationship, I really couldn’t.
I love you. Happy Mother’s Day.