Today is my mama's birthday. I ain't tellin' which one 'cause ladies don't tell. (She's 20 years older than me, though!)
We had a birthday dinner for her and Daddy Saturday and I called her today to wish her a happy birthday but there's nothing like actually being there ON her birthday. I miss that.
You know how people say you turn into your mama as you grow older? I know that I already have! I've always been told and thought I looked most like my daddy's sisters but sometimes, I catch my reflection in a store window and I see Mama. I walk like her, I hold my head like her, I swing my arms like her. I look like my mama. I'm so proud of that. My mama is a very strong, smart, independent, loving, beautiful woman. She will do anything for anybody and she's never met a stranger. She loves everybody and lets them know that. I'm so proud that as I get older, I become more and more like my mama. I can only hope to be a fraction of the woman she is.
Happy birthday, sweet girl. I hope you know how much you are loved.