For Mother's Day

I have the best time with them.


I've a greater appreciation for fart jokes and chivalry.


My favorite place on earth is anywhere between them.


I learn something new about them, about myself, with every passing year. They have made me so much stronger and fiercer than I thought I could ever be.


I'm not ashamed to say that I drive a minivan. And that there are probably Teddy Grahams mashed into its floor. 


And I'm not resentful that my house doesn't look like a Domino photoshoot (sometimes those houses seem like tombs) or that I don't get enough sleep.


And I'm not embarrassed by a single stretchmark, or my not-so-perky-anymore chest, or that I wear Converse most of the time. There's comfort without pretense.


I'm proud. I've worked real hard for this life.



And all I have to say is thank you for making me a mother.

(Happy Mother's Day!)