As a tradition that I started July 28th (my dad's birthday), this blog is all about the girl who brought me into this world! It was her birthday yesterday, and no one deserves a blog dedicated to them on their birthdays' more than my parents (because without them…..there would be no me!).
As I mentioned on my Dad's birthday, I have a wonderful relationship with my parents. Since growing out of the terrible teens, they have become my best friends. I am my mother's daughter. Physically, I look exactly like her. When I was little, my dad showed me a picture in black and white and I thought for sure that the picture was of me when actually it was of my mom when she was little.
I am my Mother's daughter in every other way.
We cry at everything. We are the kind of girls that can cry at tv commercial. We cry when we are happy, we cry when we are sad, we cry when we are angry or tired. We cry a lot. We cry when somebody dies in a movie, when somebody gets married, we cry when somebody makes an emotional acceptance speech. We cry when there is an emotional story on American Idol. It is always comforting to hand my Mom the box of tissues without even looking over to see if she needs them.
I can thank my Mother also for my memory, or lack there of. I realized I was my mother's daughter when I had to leave for work and could not find my keys. I looked everywhere-twice. I decided that I had to leave the house unlocked. I opened my door and found my keys, in the lock on the outside of the door. This has happened more than once. I've also found things in the fridge or freezer that did not need to be there.
I can also thank my Mom for my sense of responsibility, my discipline, my loyalty to my friends and family, my culinary skills (every dish I know how to make well, I know because I learned from her), my confidence and my self esteem.
I am my Mother's daughter…thank god.
Love you MOM!
