I have the most lovely mother.
Really, as I’ve let this post roll around in my head throughout this week, it really boils down to this – that she is beatifiul, inside and out.
There are so many parts of life that are a blur, fleeting moments whizzing past like signs on the interstate. Milestones… family gatherings, parties, proms, birthdays, graduations, showers, weddings… they are all there, stored in my memory. She has been there. And in the most pivotal moments, her calm and quiet presence has been the most influential on my own journey.
Through all the angsty teenage years, my independent spirit surely causing a gray hair or two (or several… we weren’t the most easy kids in our adolescence), there has only been gentle guidance, support, and kindness.
In the very first phone call home after a bad break-up that should have happened long before, while her own heart surely leapt for joy on her end of the phone, she quietly reminded me that all will be well.
In the first meeting with the man who would someday be my husband, there were open arms and excitement…. pure joy.
In the slow and hazy moments following Tessa’s birth, while she surely felt as panicked, nervous, and overwhelmed as we did, there was no mention of anything but love and excitement for our new journey.
She is, quite simply, the most selfless person I know. How blessed am I that she is my mom!
For the hell we have raised, the messes in the living room, the kitchen cabinets left open, the empty fridge after a whirlwind visit, the crying children at the dinner table, the far-from-perfect everything we try to do… We love you for always loving us. 🙂
Yo soy La Lay 
Awwww. Thank you Maggie. Happy Mother’s Day to you!