There is something inherently comforting in that word.
Mom is home. Mom is warmth. Mom is nurture and love and safety. Mom is the smell of supper on the stove as you step into a cozy warm house. Mom is the kiss on the tear streaked cheeks of a little girl who fell off her bike. Mom is the middle of the night hug when bad dreams strike. Mom is the soft place to land when friends exclude and boyfriends don't call. Mom is the cheerleader of all endeavors, from jog-a-thon laps to planning a wedding. Mom is forgiveness when it's not deserved (or even asked for). Mom is love in its truest form. Mom is the heartbeat of the family.
|"Is green the only color these come in?"|
There isn't a single day that goes by that I don't think of my mom a hundred times. In everything I do with my son I strive to be as patient, present and thoughtful as she. I hope I can be even half the mom she is.
Mom, I love you with all my heart! I am forever grateful and honored to be your daughter.