Mom, you mean the world to me. As my first subscriber, I expect you will get the alert for this post, so I will try to schedule it right for when we’re getting lunch. Since I’m not in a place to buy you into an early retirement, I’ve opted for the second best option: poems! (I hope you hear the slight sarcasm attached to the genuine desire to still make you happy cry.)
I won’t spill all your business to the world, so I’ll keep it short. You work too hard, love too hard, take on too much emotional responsibility for your daughters, and listen to me ramble on daily calls. I appreciate you. I’ll let the poems do the sappy part; happy belated birthday. Thank you for everything you do and everything you are.
With love,
Your (favorite) daughter
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