birth(day)

The entirety of my 23rd birthday was spent with the sole woman on earth who gave me a day to celebrate: my mom. It was wonderful. I couldn't have asked for a more needed birthday experience. I could've been sad and disappointed that I didn't have any friends in San Antonio to celebrate my birthday with and I could've pouted all day that my birthday was all for ruin because I'm stuck "partying" with my mom, but I chose to view that day differently. It didn't need to be about celebrating my life and the fact that YAY! I was born 23 years ago. It was more about paying attention to the sacrifice and commitment my mom made for me 23 years and nine months ago. I know I didn't tell her this directly that day because she would have been the humble, gentle person she is and brought the attention back to me, but in the back of my mind as she excitingly watched the Jonas Brothers 3-D movie and putt-putted on the green with me, I was thanking her for everything, especially allowing me to spend my whole birthday with her. My mom made sure I felt loved on my birthday and I couldn't be more grateful that it was her love she was sharing with me. Thank you Mom.