Hey, Momma!
Happy birthday!
We love celebrating you - I mean, there is nothing easier in the world that celebrating a loving, caring, giving, selfless person like you. And you know what else you are?
Strong.
Brilliant.
Beautiful.
Supportive.
I know this birthday is going to be hard. I know the next 20 birthdays are going to be hard. But I also know that YOU are worth celebrating big. Even if it feels and looks different than any birthday you've had for the past 55 years with Dad. He wants us to celebrate you because he was so proud to be yours. He was so grateful to be loved by you. And we are, too. This year even more so.
You've amazed me for my entire life. You're patient with all of us. You're funny when you get mad. (ok, so maybe we just laugh at you when you're mad). You are fiercely loyal and protective (just ask any sports referee). You want things to be fair. You want us to feel valued. You want us to be happy. You don't love it when any of us are mad or sad or generally inconvenienced (which is why you insist on skipping yourself in a game of Uno).
You've taught me the art of opening up my home to whoever needs a place to feel welcomed. I recognize the importance of "the more the merrier" and always cook more than I need to just in case. I never feel guilty about ordering the ice cream. I've made it my goal to make sure my home is as inviting and welcoming as the one you raised us all in (including our friends). My fridge is stocked with soda. My pantry has sugary cereal and my snacks are always ready for as many hands that need one. ( I do draw the line at going to 4 different fast food restaurants but occasionally will call an audible and celebrate a "Gigi night").
I'm as hard on my kids' friends as I am on them because I love them like my own.
I cuss a little.
I prefer jeans and leggings to fancy dresses.
I wear hardly any makeup.
I prefer baths to showers any day of the week.
I love a good pedicure.
I used reusable bags before they were cool.
Bread is my bestie.
A target run with my best-friend can solve any problem.
I think Jesus is pretty cool but his followers annoy the heck out of me from time to time.
Basically, I'm you.
All that I am, all that I hope to be, rests in the example you set for me.
You are a leader in every sense of the word. You have modeled the way for Jody, Jeremy and each of ours to grieve but keep going. To keep Christ at our core. To cry when we need to but to celebrate, too. To find joy within our own sorrow.
And we do. We will. Always.
We are so glad YOU were born and we take this day and all the days ahead being grateful for the gift of you as our momma.
I love you, Mom.
Happy happy birthday!!
