Thanks, Mom.

To my beautiful, loving Momma:

Thank you. They are just two little words that could never compare to the grand scale of the things you’ve done for me, sacrificed for me, but I figure it’s the only place to start.

Thank you for letting me sing in the car with a voice that I was so sure sounded just like Mariah Carey’s. I apologize that it probably sounded more similar to Mariah Carey’s cousin Michelle who sometimes does mediocre karaoke on the weekends.

Thank you for never missing one of my soccer/basketball/cross-country/dance/chorus games/races/recitals. Now that I’ve lived long enough to experience weeks that feel more like days and months that are certainly no longer than a week, I’m dumbfounded by how you fit it all into your schedule. Unless you completely renounced sleep from 1999-2008, I am pretty sure that you are a real-life super hero.

Thank you for your never-ending patience, especially when our communication gets messy. On a similar note, thank you for loving me even through my snotty teenaged years.

Thank you for being one of the truest examples of caring about your work and knowing that how you do what you do is just as important as doing it in the first place. I know that sometimes we give you a hard time about your workaholic tendencies, but I’m proud to have a mom who won’t let her work slip through the cracks, and glad to have a little bit of that blood in my veins. Just as long as you always leave time for a glass of wine or a dip in the pool. Or both :)

Thank you for never disowning me, no matter how ridiculously messy I let my room become.

Thank you for instilling a love of family into our home. Thanking you for making us eat together every night at the dinner table, a routine which seemed so bland at the time when all I wanted was to eat on the couch while watching Boy Meets World. Now, instead of memories of Cory Matthew’s family, I cherish memories of our own family sharing our lives together.

Thank you for every hug, snuggle and back scratch. For every boo-boo kissed and princess band-aid placed. For every essay revised and drawing displayed.

Thanks for all of your love, Mom. Yesterday, today, and everyday.


  • May 12, 2014 - 2:27 pm

    Christine - So sweet!

    Also, not sure about you.. but I’m excited to make some Girl meets world memories!! :)ReplyCancel

    • May 12, 2014 - 9:43 pm

      Steph - Okay, I’m pretty excited for that, too :)ReplyCancel

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