As Rudyard Kipling once said, “God could not be everywhere, and therefore he made mothers.” On this day, February 8th, God created a fierce, creative, bold, and loving woman. On my worst days, I know that I can count on your smile to brighten my day just as the sun can peek through the clouds and light up gloomy skies; and on my best days, I know that all I can do is thank you for your many gracious sacrifices that resulted in someone you can be proud of and call your daughter.
I know it may be cliche to say, but there are truly not enough words to express how much you mean to me, and the impact that you’ve had on my life. From every win and every failure that I’ve faced, you have always been there, encouraging me every step of the way. In my eyes, you will always be one of one, second to absolutely no one.
You deserve every good thing that this world has to offer; you are a light, a beacon that fosters hope. I don’t know where I would be without your prayers, faith, and guidance. And as I write this letter to you, with tears forming in my eyes, I want you to know that you are and will always be, irreplaceable.
You are not just my mom, but you are my best friend. Not only have you motivated and inspired me to become the best version of myself, but you have always loved me for who I am.
“To describe my mother would be to write about a hurricane in its perfect power. Or the climbing, falling colors of a rainbow.” - Maya Angelou
Happy birthday, mama, I love you for a lifetime.