I didn’t get my mom a Mother’s Day card this year. This is it.
I searched and searched for a card that would put into words the appreciation I feel for my mom and never found anything that came close. Or even scratched the surface.
There were years that she and I didn’t agree on anything. Nothing. I thought we’d never be friends. Boy, was I wrong. In fact, I’ve never been more wrong.
When it comes down to it, at the core of everything life is made of, a mother’s love is unconditional. My mom has proven that time and time again over the past few months—years—and for that, I’m not sure how I could ever repay her. And even if I could, she wouldn’t accept my payment.
I could go on and on about the woman my mom is and the woman she makes me want to become, but I’ll spare you the sappy details. To put it bluntly, she’s just great.
Tonight, we celebrated my mama.
Us four, dinner, drinks and the blues at a dive bar in Durham.
It was perfection. Much like my mama.