It is my belief that before we come into the world, we choose our parents. The ones that we choose may not always say the right thing, or do the right thing–they may not be perfect–but we choose them still, because they are the only ones who can help us understand much of what we need to know in this lifetime.
This time around, I needed a very special kind of mother.
The kind that would love me, sing me songs, rock me to sleep, and look at me with eyes that said, ‘you are joy’
She would tell me secrets, laugh at my jokes and listen to my stories with an unwavering enthusiasm that said, ‘you are wise’
I needed a mother who would expect the best of me, even after I did wrong, with unconditional trust that said, ‘you are good’
I’m so glad I chose you, Mom. Thank you for always being you–exactly the way I need you to be.