Well, people. It’s My Fabulous Mom’s birthday! On this day, the world was made a much better place when she was born. I mean, we already had Ringo Starr, but she’s way cooler.
I hardly know where to start. She’s the youngest of three girls, and enjoyed it growing up. She was a cheerleader, if you can believe that my mom was a cheerleader. (I know, right?) She loves sports, and you should see her house on Thanksgiving. It’s like Bizarro world: her husband is in the kitchen making the turkey and stuffing, while we’re in the living room watching the football.
When she was still a young thing, I came along. And boy, did she sacrifice it all for me. I can’t imagine how she did it. She worked like a crazy person to make sure we had what we needed, and always managed to make sure that I was able to take advantage of any opportunity which came my way. School trip to Russia? Made it happen. Traveling to the prom in Carolina? Made it happen. Graduation trip to Britain? Made it happen. She always expected only that I try my best to do well at whatever I was doing, and give her the respect she deserved. I hope that I was satisfactory there. Well, except when I was a teenager, but, well…I was a teenager.
Mom, you’re the greatest. Thanks for doing everything you have done for me over the years. You’ve been the most wonderful, supportive, and giving mom I could ever have dreamed of. I love you so much.
- Birthday Lyric of the day: “the girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors, and the boys try to look so hard”
- Birthday Flashback of the day: Moving back to Red Hook…again
- Birthday song that’s playing now? The Killers’ “I Can’t Stay,” off Day & Age.
- Birthday photo of the day:
Happy Birthday Mom!
If my children someday express even half this much affection for me in whatever form they’ll be doing such expressing 20 years from now (blogging — straight into your readers’ brains!) — I will be thrilled!
Happy Birthday, mom of ajw93!