Happy Birthday Mom!

Well, today my mother turns 60 yrs old. While in some sense she is correct in saying "It's just a number",but in another sense, when that "simple number" is evenly divisible by five it becomes a defining moment. It gives reason to pause from our hectic lives and reminisce on what we have achieved, what we have learned and who we have loved. Wow. My mom is 60 years old. I haven't known anyone longer or loved anyone deeper. She has raised me responsibly, supported me fully and loved me unconditionally. I am eternally in her debt for all the sleepless nights, nursed fevers, wonderful meals, spit licked cowlicks, and spit shined faces. For waiting up late and for a sandwich even after I said I wasn't hungry. For enchilada casserole on my birthday and holding the airsick bag, which if I remember correctly happened on each 8hr flight over the Atlantic (4 total). My debt to her is insurmountable. She has been there for me through thick and thin, unconditionally and without judgement.
Happy Birthday Mom!
We love you.

