I cannot say enough great things about my mom. I obviously wouldn't be here without her. She has been a big support to me on my journey with my illness. She is a woman of tough German stock, who is nurturing at the same time. In her day, she was a heck of an athlete, could bat a softball out of the park, with a beer in one hand and a cigarette in her mouth. That's tough.
I did not get the athletic genes.
She is also an artist and carpenter. One of my favorite Christmas gifts as a little girl was a kitchen hutch, with table and chairs that she made with her own hands! She also drew a frame from a Peanuts cartoon freehand, and turned it into a jigsaw puzzle.
She raised to kids while going to nursing school and then working long hours as an RN.
Finally, she is beautiful, inside and out.
So here's to you, Mom! Happy Birthday!