Today is my mom's birthday. I'm not exactly sure how old I am in this photo of the two of us, but it was when I was very wee. Maybe a month old? She looks so young and happy. In that photo she was 29 years old. She'd been married for about 4 years. She and my dad had bought their first house the year before. I was her first baby. She was livin' the dream. My mom is an amazing woman. My admiration grows more and more with each passing year. I don't know how she has the energy to accomplish all she does. When I was a kid, she was a nurse who worked full time as a Transplant Coordinator. She did kidney, liver and pancreas transplants. It was back before computers or cell phones, so when she was on call it was just her, a big pile of papers, and a lot of time on the phone. She worked a lot, but she loved her job. And she loved being a mom, too. She made Halloween costumes and clothes for us. She baked cookies. She read to us every night. She attended our games when we played sports. She was there when we won awards. She helped with science projects. Mom did it all. She retired from work four years ago. She now watches my three kids during the day while I'm at work, and often watches my sister's daughter also. In addition to all this, she's also very active with the Church and our community. She is Super Woman!
I hope I'm just like her when I grow up.








