Dear Moo

Dear Moo,

Happy Mother’s Day.  I have a lot to thank you for since last Mother’s Day and a lot to thank you for since always. 

Thank you for raising me in a home that was always comfortable, fun, and full of love.  A home that always had and still has an open-door policy for me (confession: I actually stopped there on Thursday when nobody was home to use the restroom and make a peanut butter sandwich).  When my kids walk into my home someday, I want them to feel like I feel when I walk into yours. 

Thank you for showing me how to be a renaissance woman with a life that is simultaneously and beautifully dedicated to family, friends, creativity, passion, and hard work.  You are equal parts fiery-liberal-brainiac business woman, and giggly fun-loving craft mom who loves Christmas traditions, grandkids, time with friends, and flowers more than maybe anyone. 

Thank you for always listening and never complaining or losing patience even when I call you to whine about everything from what I had for lunch to world hunger.  Thank you for teaching me that we worry because we care.  Worrying is our strength as much as our weakness, because we love so hard.    

Thank you for always being supportive of every decision I make and crazy thing I pursue.  You have stood firmly by my side during my wrong turns, and celebrated my successes louder than anyone.  Thank you for making my best decision to date (marrying Matt) the most special day ever.  Thank you for caring about every tiny detail as much of not more than I did.  Thank you for being a mom that every one of my friends adores. 

Thank you for letting me comfort you now when things suck sometimes.  Please know that if and when I do provide comfort, I am simply regurgitating the things you already taught me. Your strength astounds me, and everything is going to be okay.  I know it. 

Thank you for allowing me to observe and understand how much you adored and respected your own mother.

I cannot even begin to describe the number of ways you are a role model to me as a woman, a mother, a friend, a sister, and a person.  I am like you in so many ways, and I hope that means I can someday be even half the mom you are. 

I love you,

megan