Thank you for being my mama. 


Thank you for always holding my hand, even when I was old enough to balance on my own. For making dinner, almost every night, for the last twenty six years. Thank you for being patient, even when we do really maddening things. Hopefully someday, when I have kids, you can remind me of that grace. Thank you for introducing us to the beauty in the world and for sheltering us from darkness, and always explaining the confusing or hard things about life. Thank you for listening to my fears and comforting my broken heart, reminding me that in time, we will all be okay. Thank you for trying to teach me to be organized, even though i’m still a little… all over the place. Thank you for celebrating our milestones and making even the most mundane of days, special. Thank you for pushing me toward my dreams, even when it meant driving for days and that i’d be living far from home. Thank you for showing us what it means to love, with your whole heart. For making our home the warmest, most peaceful place on earth and for being an amazing hostess. All of my friends consider you their mama, too. Thank you for encouraging all of my passions and weird ideas, even when you didn’t know if they’d work out or fall flat. Thank you for putting us first, even when you deserved that spot. For passing along all of your talents and gifts, and also for recognizing the ones I possess on my own. Thank you for listening to awesome music and giving me rhythm. Images of you and dad dancing in the living room to Marvin Gaye are some of my fondest memories. Thank you for giving, endlessly. Thank you for not just being my mom, but for being my best friend. I’m the luckiest girl in the world because I have you. Enjoy this day and know that you are my everything, 365 days a year.

I love you to the moon.