Momma...

She is who I pattern my life after. She is what strong looks like. She is who taught me to find my big girl panties and that everything is fixable. She is who taught me to love singing and that regardless of what I sound like to sing out. She is who helped me do hard things. She is who made me want to be a mom. She is who made everything magical out of ordinary things. She is who could reason me through my darkest nights. She is my cheerleader, one of my bestest besties. Happy Birthday momma.