I love you.
I love you, I love you, I love you.
Got it? Good. You have raised me to be pretty spectacular person, and I’m so lucky and happy to have you for a mother. You’ve made so many sacrifices for us to be happy, healthy and sound and you continue to make sacrifices for us. I don’t know how I’ll ever be able to repay you. Okay I lied, I’m pretty sure you’d be completely content with going on cruises the rest of your life. I will try to make that happen for you, cause you deserve a lifetime of vacations.
I love that we have a really good relationship. You are the best shopping partner. You have had and continue to have patience with me when we go places and you’re good at knocking sense into me.
I love that you raised me without religious indoctrination and taught me to think for myself and come to my own conclusions. I like that you try to be supportive of everything I do, and I know you feel bad for missing various important (at least to me) events in my life. But that’s one of the sacrifices you constantly make for me, and in the end, I appreciate it more than you know.
I like that I can get away with saying a lot of weird, awkward, and sometimes inappropriate things to you and for the most part, you don’t care. Sometimes I even like how worried you get about me cause it means someone cares, although I do wish you’d loosen up some more.
Thank you for all that you do for me.