Legally Blonde, Legally Mom

Tomorrow is my mother's birthday.

If you have met my mother, you have met my reflection in 30 years. And by that I mean: we look the same and in some regards we act the same. However, my mother is more of a woman than I feel I will ever be and if I ever come close to the woman she is, I will be thankful.

My ever increasing blonde-curly haired mother is a riot. But there is more to her than just her hair. She has a smile that can make any circumstance or problem crumble and break...because she stands in the hope of knowing that life is bigger. She inhales the fears of those around her and breathes out a comfort that makes those in her radius rest in a blanket of peace. She is goofy and out there, but sincere and honest as a child. She loves her family more than life itself and would keep all of her children at home forever if they would actually agree to it.

She is the kind of woman that feels bad for the lonely teddy bear on the shelf at the grocery store, so she purchases it...only to add to her collection, so it will no longer be the only bear on the shelf.

She is determined and grounded. She has taught me that when people tell you no or that you can not do it...you absolutely will do it and you absolutely can do it. She inspires by living. She is tender and humble, yet her love is severe and courageously loud.

But most of all, my mother is a funny woman. She will always be the first to remind you that it is Dr. Seuss' birthday. She lives life knowing that it is fleeting and if you let all of the trivial matters  cloud your sight...you'll always be living in the storm. Rather, she smiles at what comes and shares her joy with those around.

My mom is one of my best friends whether she knows it or not. So, Mom, if you ever read this--Happy Birthday. You are one of a kind. I cherish you more than you will ever know. Thanks for always taking me off the shelf of the lonely teddy bears and loving me regardless. You are a woman to be admired. Thanks for being you.

-The Runt