Happy Mother’s Day

I <3 my mom.

I grow up. I get taller. I get balder. But my mom—no, she never changes. She has always been the woman in my life who’s loved me for all 696,556,800 seconds I’ve been alive. It never mattered how much I was a jerk and inconsiderate—she loves me. It doesn’t matter how often I’ve taken it for granted—she loves me.

She loves me, and I love her. I love her for her Godly character. I love her for her humble submission to my father. I love her for her ability to manage her children and her house. I love her for her joy of being a Grandma. But mostly, I love her for loving me.

It’s ok everyone. You can be jealous that I have the most amazing mom ever. How can I blame you?