I have the honor and distinct pleasure of being “Momma” to two extraordinary young women. They are the only two people in the world to call me “Mom.” The day before Mother’s Day, 1994, our first daughter came into the world. Twenty months later, our second daughter made her debut. Every Mother’s Day is my way to celebrate them for being in my life. Emily and Tara, you are both loved for the little girls you were, the special women you are, and the precious daughters you will always be to me.
If I could give my daughters three things, it would be the confidence to always know her self worth, the strength to chase her dreams, and the ability to know how truly, deeply loved she is.
My own Mom is a strong, independent, brave, friendly, and adventurous woman. I love how she cherishes her family. She’s the matriarch of all of us sillies. After all these years, I believe my mom gave me those three things. And, she taught me it’s okay to color and live outside the lines.
I am also blessed with a terrific mother-in-law. She is generous, sweet, playful, and always has our back. For thirty-four years she’s let me call her “Mom” and she treats me like a daughter.