Dear Mom,

I want to take this time to say thank you. Thank you for always picking me up when I'm down, for loving me at my worst, for being my biggest supporter, and so many other things.

I mean, where would I be without you? I wouldn't be witty, intelligent, cultured, or any of the things I consider to be my best qualities. I wouldn't be even half of the person I am now without you.

I've watched you struggle and I've seen you at your lowest. I've seen you completely taken over by grief, by loss, by pain. And yet, you always see it through. You are always there to support and save, to uplift and understand. You have been the only true constant in my life and for that, I am forever grateful.

You have encouraged me to chase my dreams, from being a vegetarian to writing for Odyssey, you have always been my biggest cheerleader. I don't know if anyone has ever cheered for me as loud as you, but I highly doubt it.

We've had our differences- those are my least favorite times with you, with anyone. I've said things that have probably broken your heart, and you've said things that have broken mine. I just think that we have an unbreakable bond that puts us back together.

I love our talks about life, about love, about everything, really. I love drinking coffee while you drink a pop, I love eating egg sandwiches cut in half diagonally, and I love seeing you.

I love you, really, I do.

You're the best person I've ever known.

Even if you don't always think so.

I am pretty sure that there a lot of amazing moms out there, but I can almost bet that none of them are as great as mine.

Love,

Your Daughter