“The more a daughter knows the details of her mother’s life the stronger the daughter.” – Anita Diamant
I am the person I am because of my mother.
The kind parts, the stubbornness, the expressions of love that are so evident in the lines of our faces and the shared experiences of both heartbreak and gratefulness.
Life has not always been gentle or kind to you but you have always shown up with a grace and steely resolution that gives me faith that one day, I too will be as courageous as you.
I love the crinkle in your eyes. I love the way you snort when you laugh. I love that you don’t take yourself so seriously in a world that is grim already. I love that after 26 years of teasing by Scott you still always fall for his jokes.
And I love so very much the way you love us all. Not just your family by birth but your many daughters that seem to grow each year. As long as I remain your favourite.
Love you Mama.
Happy birthday weekend.
