She's the kind of mom who doesn't hesitate to confront someone in a crowded Vegas casino when an obese lady blatantly shoved my brother and I. It's become one of those infamous stories... a circle formed as my mom chased down the culprit and screamed "Don't you EVER touch my kids!!!"
She pushes me to be better. When we were little, all she ever cared about was that I did the best I possibly could. It's still something that I hear to this day... "Just do the best you can". She's the kind of mom who would support me if I wanted to run for president. She would be at every speech and every appearance, with pins and buttons. And noise makers. And that ridiculous tongue roll that used to embarrass me in high school.
I would not have done the things I've done and been the places I've been if you hadn't pushed me, supported me, and loved me the way you have.
Freshman year of college. I called at least once a week in tears. She never gave up on me |
The naming of "Hungry Man" |
The most recent picture of us: Vegas February 2012 |
On top of that, my parent's just celebrated their 25th wedding anniversary. Happy Anniversary!
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