Mama

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My beautiful mama is 70 years old today. I started thinking about how to describe her best and the impact she has on my life. It made my eyes leak and my heart full. Even if she did say the most fucked up thing, I’ve ever heard the other day. She reminded me that she would be 70 soon and if we see each other twice a year, we have 40ish good visits left in her lifetime.

My mother is a free-spirited hippy. She is accepting, loving, kind, patient, and so much more but those are at the top of my list. This morning, I posted a picture of her wearing the Tree of Life necklace my daughter and I sent for her birthday on social media. I couldn’t stop laughing, the resemblance to me was so strong. I was reminded of a summer day when I was a teenager and came home to find her vacuuming goat heads in the front yard. I was sure she was fucking crazy, but now I see the logic and silently thank her for the life hack when I vacuum the goat heads from my front yard. Well played karma, well played.

I am so blessed to be your favorite daughter and have a great relationship with you. I can’t wait to see you in April and spend time with you, even though we’ll drive each other crazy. I hope you have an amazing birthday. Love you to the moon and back!