It's true. There's no person I look up to more in this world, and who I enjoy spending time with more than my mother. She's my best friend, but she knows when to be a mother. She knows when to listen, and when to add her two cents. Even when I don't want to hear it...I really do. We never want to admit to ourselves that our mother is right, but let's face it, she usually is. :) And, I usually need that kick in the butt to see things straight again. I love her more than words can say, and I'm looking forward to spending a long weekend with her. The woman is so busy, always giving more than taking and making sure everyone around her is cared for before herself. I love the moments when she can leave it all behind, take some refuge in my apartment, whereever I may be living, and only worry about herself. She can sleep in, she can take her time getting ready, or not get ready at all, she doesn't have to cook, or clean, or worry about making it one of her jobs by a certain time. Unfortunately, with my pain in the butt tight budget I can't give much back to her for all the help she gives me, but I like to think this is a little something I can do for her to show my gratitude and love. I've also got a plethora of hugs...and strawberry daiquiri mix.
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