(Language Alert! After all, this IS about Mother.)
For years I’ve heard myself say “No, no…we’re not sisters. This is my mom.”
She loves that.
She is the only woman who not only looks, but acts younger with every year. Before long, I should be able to ground her.
It is from her I get my sense of humor and can laugh when life seriously sucks.
It is from her I get my free-spirit. I mean, for the love of God, she pierced her nose.
It is from her I get my attitude of “fuck you, I’m awesome.”
For all of that…I am grateful. I am a better woman because of her.
So, happy birthday Mom. May I one day be as vibrant and as spirited as you are.
And don’t forget: I love you more than those other two do.