At some point in our lives we all experience a transition, a shift in our way of thinking. Parents begin to fulfill the roll of friends. While I cannot pinpoint the moment in my life when this occurred, the relationships I hold with my parents are decidedly one of the most rewarding aspects of adulthood. They are my best friends.
Had I the opportunity to meet my mother in her younger days, I would have surely been captivated. Small town country girl who left the family farm to tackle college and study abroad in Mexico… the girl had some spunk.
And today, she continues to lead by quiet example. She is patient, devoted, and always perseveres. On down days, she is supportive and provides a listening ear. Each time a conversation draws to a close, an email from her is soon to follow. It says that you were heard, you were understood, and that you are loved.
Last year’s surprise celebration was quite the affair, with Tim arriving from Afghanistan and the Wittig’s from Chicago. While this year will undoubtedly be less grandiose, we hope the memories created last for years to come.
“One of the oldest human needs is having someone to wonder where you are when you don’t come home at night.”
– Margaret Mead
In honor of your birthday mother, I promise to avoid alleys and strangers today.
We wish you the loveliest of birthdays. You are admired, appreciated and loved. Endless thanks for things unsaid.
LOVE you always,
April
