You were the safe place I would return to after that first day of school.
And the one who took me to the doctor for so many asthma attacks.
The designer of Halloween costumes.
And the familiar face in the audience during Christmas pageants.
The concerned eyes watching from the bottom of the ski slope.
My biggest fan at school concerts.
A therapist for my broken heart.
The proud mother at my high school graduation.
Doctor of skinned knees and dislocated thumbs.
A radiant beauty at my wedding.
A concerned and loving grandmother to my children.
A stoic widow when my father died.
My rock when the love of my life passed on.
The only example I had to show me how to carry on.
In the face of unimaginable grief and loss.
You’re so much more than my mother.
You’re the angel of light that I follow.
Whenever my world turns dark and uncertain.
You don’t always see me.
But I’m still here watching and learning.
Because I know love when I see it.
Thank you for being my mom.