I cannot forget my mother. She is my bridge.
When I needed to get across, she steadied herself
long enough for me to run across safely.
- Renita Weems
happy birthday to the bravest woman i have ever known...a girl who suddenly became a woman & a mother when she was still a child herself...who with dedication & determination & a strong spirit rose above overwhelming circumstances to become a remarkable woman. she's the person who taught me what it means to sacrifice, to put others first & to love, love, love despite how people may hurt you. she's slow to share her opinion (a trait i clearly did not inherit), but quick to listen. she's a true & loyal friend, a clever competitor, a tender heart & a wise soul. she's brilliant...always observing & anticipating the needs of her family & friends. she's quick witted & tough as nails. her faith is a quiet & personal walk, but strong & steady. i am proud to call her mother.
happy birthday, mom. i love you so.
mom's brood: emily, me & dylan October 2010
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