My Mom....
My Mom isn't any super-model with a perfect body. But, she does have a perfect heart.
My Mom isn't a big movie star with a lot of leading roles. Her only leading role has been one with no pay, long hours, endless nights when I decided to stay out a little too late, and repeated unappreciated lectures on how to behave.
My Mom is not a high-paid lawyer. Yet, she can always negotiate any fight between my sister and me. Many times without even a simple thank you.
My Mom is not a wealthy millionaire. Her wealth comes from within and is never a miser when it comes to love.
My Mom isn't a famous magician performing magic tricks for large crowds. The magic she can do with a band-aide and a kiss could never make prime time tv. It can only make the tears disappear.
My Mom is not Cindy Crawford, Julia Roberts, Robert Shapiro, Ivana Trump, or a David Copperfield. She is only my Mom. And I am ever so grateful I don't have to share her with the world. I know she is always there; be it a stormy night, a shoulder to lean on, a friend to laugh with or a caring ear to just listen while I unwind. She deserves the things only famous Moms can have for all the years of rebelllion she has gone through. However, the only thing I have to give her is the love she has given me with no strings attached.
Mom, I love you. Thank you for all the love you have given me through the years. You have taught me how to be a good person. I hope you can sit back now, look, and be proud of who I have become.
Love,
Your Daughter
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