The Best Mom


You and I have been best friends (literally) my entire life. You and I have had a special connection from the time I was born. From giving me raspberries on my belly to make me crack up as a baby to being each other’s best shopping buddies today, you and I are each other’s person. No one else can fill this role. No best friend, husband, or relative. It’s our mother-daughter bond, and it’s something I cherish.

Ever since I was a little girl, you have brought out the reason to smile in every situation, even when I have struggled with taking things too seriously. You have taught me to always be true to myself, laugh throughout life, and accept everyone. Those three things are what you exude in life each and every day. I remember when I was younger, I knew I had the coolest mom. You weren’t only the mom I knew I could come to with anything, but you were that mom for so many of my friends that didn’t feel as open with their own parents.

A girl goes through a lot throughout her life with hormones, friends, boyfriends, ex-boyfriends, school dances/school functions, sports, and more hormones. Through all of the ups and downs that come with those things, you have been there for me. We have laughed until we’ve cried, and cried until we’ve laughed. Remember when I went through the hell of junior high girl drama? That was probably one of the hardest trials I remember from my childhood. So many tears were shed over those years. During that time, you taught me to not sweat the small stuff, to keep my head up no matter how many times I’ve been knocked down, and that sometimes people are assholes for no good reason. The older I’m getting, the more I’m realizing that having a mom as supportive as you is far and few between.

Thank you for being my mom. You were chosen to be my mom so intentionally, and I am so grateful for that. I can’t wait to celebrate 50 years with you, then 50 more after this.

I love you to the moon and back,