You are appreciated. You are loved. Those two things you are not told enough.
I don’t see you as often as I used to. That does not mean that you do not cross my mind every day, multiple times a day. I miss you mom and I am not afraid to say that. There are days where a phone call does not cut it. I will admit that leaving school and driving 10 hours to see you sounds like a good plan. Then, when I call you, you tell me how that just isn’t realistic. Even though you tell me you miss me too, you know that school is important.
I've realized that in these past few years that you are not only a mom to 3 kids and a dog, but you have family all over the world. Thanks to social media, I have seen what a difference you have made in so many lives. Your family stretches beyond the borders of this nation. You have kids in places such as Serbia, Jamaica, Russia, Dominican Republic, Poland, Macedonia, Romania, and Turkey. I'm sure I could name most of them, but I won't because I can't spell in other languages. You have 30 plus non-biological sons and daughters all over the world, living all sorts of incredible lives! That's not to mention all of you non-biological sons and daughters that live here in the states.
I am proud to say that you are my best friend. Over the years you have been my secret keeper, my therapist, my bank :), my biggest fan, my shoulder to cry on, my motivator, my taxi driver, my doctor, and many more. I know I have been your pain in the butt, your headache, the reason for your tears (happy and sad), your mini me, and things in-between.
I love you mom. Forever and always.