My Momma

"I feel what you feel,
I see what you see.
If it happens to you,
It happens me."


I wrote this verse in a poem to my Mom over 11 years ago. This is how she has always portrayed motherhood to me.

She is the truest, rarest, most beautiful woman I know. The strength you can count on at your weakest moment. She is perfect.

I love you, Mom (Blue car)
Every day.
Every hour.
Every moment.

You make me, Me.

Now get your butt over here so we can go get some breakfast woman!