The more I see of life the more I realize that my childhood was enchanted.
The more I see of mothers, the more I realize that you were, despite your flaws and baggage, sensational.
The more I am faced with my own personality and sensory issues by my own kids, the more impressed I am that you did as well as you did with virtually no personal history, resources, or education.
The more I cook from scratch the more impressed I am with your planning and chef skills in that tiny galley kitchen.
The more I keep house the more your conscientious cleanliness blows my mind.
The more I try to teach life and skills to unwilling participants, the more respect I have for your education.
The more my kids try to stay up to talk about their life in the dark when I am exhausted, the more I honor your willingness to stay.
You were and are a woman above other women, a mother above other mothers.
I thank you.
I aspire to be like you.
I love you.
Happy Mother's Day!!!