Today, I am thankful for my mom.
If I am feeling sad, lonely, anxious, weird, grumpy, scared, angry, out-of-sorts, and higgledy-piggledy, I can go to my mom and feel better. She has the best hugs, the best smiles, and the comfiest shoulder. Plus, we have good taste in shopping.
If I am feeling happy, silly, joyous, excited, thrilled, proud, giggly, and bouncy, I can go to my mom and share it with her, making everything fifty times better.
And if I show up at her house utterly exhausted, she lets me take a nap.
I love you, Mom. Thanks for being my Mommy.
(I'd post a picture, but she hates having pictures of her online.)