My Mom, Our Nana

I have wanted to do this post for some time, but have procrastinated it because I just don't have the words. I don't know if there are words that can describe how wonderful it is to have a mother like I do. She is a beautiful person inside and out. She is always trying to improve herself and she is her hardest critic. At my age, she had 4 daughters and was taking care of her mother who was in the last stages of terminal cancer. I can't imagine that. I am blessed every day she is with me. She sewed little girl dresses and unusual Halloween costumes, played "squirrels" in the pantry and "alligator" with the vaccuum, tolerated many a "tent" made out of blankets and furniture and "potions" made out of cosmetics in the sink, she got tired teenage-me out of bed with the dryer buzzer, always encouraged me to reach out to others no matter what their popularity or station of life, and she knows how to make a great chicken noodle soup.
Our life and trials are so different, yet I feel so close to her.
She is generous of spirit and love.

I am so glad to have someone who lifts me up and is a great friend. She is inspiring, fun-loving and talented.

Her heart is soft and her spirit strong.

With a project in front of her, she is unwavering and no one works harder.

If I become half the mother she is, I will be a success.

I still don't have the words and probably never will. I guess that is why the word "mother" is so special.

I love you, Mom!