From the days when Kristopher and I would both fall asleep in your lap during early Easter morning service and you would be forced to walk around with two big drool stains on your dress; picking us up from school, taking us to the penny candy store, then to see the pugs and pinchers, and saving us from random animals that escaped around the woods of the zoo; bike/jog a thons and school carnivals; Amy Grant concerts; glamour shot parties for all my little girl friends; taking me to countless Equal Access events; French braids and horrible poodle perms; proms, boys and broken hearts; learning how to drive, how to be responsible with my money, how to be professional; big decisions; moves out of state and lots of tears; the lowest points of brokenness and the highest points of pride… You were there through all of it.On your birthday I hope you can look back on your life... your amazing love story and the way you captured and continue to hold dads heart, all the ways you have given of yourself relentlessly and whole heartedly, the lessons you have taught each of your children that molded us into strong, capable individuals... and know that you are our center.
I Love you, mamma. Have a wonderful birthday!
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you forgot to mention here that your incredibly talented, & amazing cousin took this picture!
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