Monday, February 20, 2012

Dear Mom

Dear Mom, 
thanks for carrying me around in your belly for nine whole months. I know it really must have killed your back, and then I probably gave you stretch marks and swollen feet. Thanks for waking up in the middle of the night to nurse me and shush me back to sleep, I know you must have been as tired as a zombie. Thanks for going through that long and frustrating age we call "potty training" with me to assure I would grow up to be ... well ... potty trained, Lord knows I probably was a difficult one to train. Thanks for teaching me about God, and making me pancakes in the mornings. Thanks for taking care of me all those times I was sick, and making a big deal out of it ... because that made me feel extra special. Thanks for talking with me about growing up, and helping me along as I did. Thanks for always teaching me beauty first came from the inside, and being a testimony of that to me. Thanks for saying I was cool, even if I did wear those pants that went up past my bellybutton when I was 14. Thanks for teaching me how to clean, because now my brothers are walking hurricanes. Thanks for always being there for me, even when I was grumpy or being unreasonable. Thanks for how when you would talk to me about boys, you always told me that God had the perfect one who would love me for me. Thanks for listening to me every morning while I account to you all the random dreams I had during the night that don't really make sense. Thanks for standing up for me and protecting me, even when I don't deserve it. Thanks:) 

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