Dear Mom,

I know once you read this, you'll send me a text and say, "Thank you for making me cry all my make up off!" But, you look beautiful without make up anyway, so don't freak out.

Ever since I can remember, you've been there. When I think about my childhood and the milestones that I was over-the-moon about, the one person I see and remember being there is you. No matter the time, weather, day, or circumstance, you managed to make it to every choir concert, dance recital, soccer game, and music lesson without complaint.

You've taught me to plant my feet firmly on the ground and to never be ashamed for what I believe in. Yet, you always challenge my views and opinions to teach me that there is always another side to every situation and although I may not agree, everyone deserves respect.

You've shown me what allowing my heart to ache and heal, not rushing the process, will do all while being my shoulder to cry on.

But most importantly, you've shown me what a beautiful relationship I can have with the Lord. You may feel as if I am the most spiritual in our family, but I wouldn't have my connection with the Lord if you didn't introduce me to him. You've continuously spoken about Him and the Holy Spirit which planted a seed in my heart to open it up to Him.

No matter the moments where you feel as if you're a terrible mother, you will continue to be my biggest inspiration and brightest light. You have my heart and I promise to protect you for as long as the Lord will allow me. I promise to hold your hand and carry your heart when you feel weak. I can only hope and pray I will be as strong as you are.