When I was younger, our relationship was like mine with my kids now. You were there. You were always there, and you always delivered. I know you’re not perfect, and I know there were times where things were hard for you as a mom… and that we drove you up the wall… but as a kid I only remember you being there. In my teens and twenties, there were a lot of times things were hard for me, you always listened... I knew I could talk to you about anything. And now as a mother of 4, your help is essential to me, from watching the kids, making meals, to just being around. I texted you the other day feeling overwhelmed, and so maxed out, and just like no one got how I felt, you replied with a joking comment, and it made me just feel gotten. Your words lifted so much weight off my heavy shoulders. There’s not a day that I live and breathe that I don’t feel lucky to have you as my mom. I love you with my whole heart.