And The Greatest Mom Award Goes To...

My mom, of course. =)

I think I have blogged about my mom every year, more than a few times and on many occasions, but especially when her birthday rolls around. I mean, really, can you ever say enough about your mom? I know I can't. She is truly one of the nicest people I know. She'll deny that and say things like, "Oh, if you only knew," but that's what I love about her. Even if she doesn't like you, chances are you won't catch onto it. I've seen her mad a few times. I've seen her disappointed now and then. When I think about her, though, I don't think of any one of those traits.

She's just my mom.

She loved me through what I can only imagine were truly terrible two's.
She loved me through all the awkwardness of those horrible teenage years.
She loved me through heartbreaks and those ridiculous high school proms.

She wrote me letter upon letter when I was in basic training. She advised me on the high cost of phone bills. She never questioned me when I called her one day just to say, "He's the one."

I could go on and on and achieve the kleenex level of writing in just a few more lines, but suffice to say, she has been there for every moment of my life.

Thanks, Mom.

And Happy St. Patrick's Day Birthday.