A mother is a person who seeing there are only four pieces of pie for five people, promptly announces she never did care for pie.
- Tenneva Jordan
It is through raising my children that I have come to some small understanding of what it may have been like for my mother to have raised me. My Mama used to joke that she hoped I would have a child just like myself to raise so I would “get it”… Well, I had Aralyn Elizabeth. I both laugh and cry when I hear myself come out of my sweet baby girl’s mouth but laughing or crying, I always appreciate my Mama more. I am quite certain that I may have been THE challenge of my mother’s lifetime. A bundle of energy and nerves wrapped in stubbornness and sprinkled with sass and ‘creativity’ and not always the good kind 
. How my Mama still has no visible gray hairs is beyond me! But I am grateful everyday that she did not give up on me. I am hopeful everyday that I can somehow repay her efforts. I am blessed everyday as I watch her in her now role as ‘Mimi’ to my children. Today, on her birthday I wish her every kind of happiness and many more years of the same. Happy Birthday Mama, I love you.
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