Dear Mom,
Happy Birthday.
How I wish you were here for me to say that to you.
I wish you were here to share this day with Will – celebrating your 59th year life and Will’s first year. Oh, how I know you would have loved sharing your big day with this sweet child.
Mom, thank you for helping me become the woman I am today. Thank you for teaching me that no matter how hard things get, there is always a reason to look to tomorrow. Thank you for teaching me to use my words and my writing to express what is inside my mind and heart. Thank you for making me “strong like bull.”
Thank you for teaching me what it means to be a mother. Thank you for being the example of the parent I want to be. Thank you for teaching me that being a mom is about kissing booboos and setting boundaries, reading stories and teaching manors, giving room to soar while being a soft place to land. I walk in a big shadow, but there is no one else’s shadow I would want to walk in.
I miss you every day of my life – I miss your voice and your laugh and your hugs — I miss you!
I see you in Sam’s stubbornness and determination and Will’s spirit. I wish they had the chance to get to know their grandmother the way I knew her. But don’t worry mom, your grandbabies will know you. They will know you through me and everyone else that carries you with them.
I miss you Mommy. Happy Birthday!
Don’t worry. I haven’t forgotten about Will. His letter will be posted later today.
