To my mom. Happy Birthday.
Mamacita,
I wish I could be there to give you a hug and kiss for your birthday. I wish I could make you laugh, the way you do when you throw your head back and I think it's gonna fall off on the floor. I wish I could run in the living room and say something retarded (which we know I'm all too good at) and make you giggle as you sit on the couch.
I miss you so much. It's thoughts of you and building you a house and helping you see the world that pull me through the day at times. When I feel like I didn't do good on my exam, when I feel the day was wasted and the sun is setting on an unsuccessful day, and when I feel that I'm working in vain I know it's not.
I remember coming home to you in Ann Arbor, you would be cleaning the kitchen (with the ugliest carpet in the world) and you had the radio on throughout the house as you were vacuuming and singing (in your amazing singing voice.) I remember falling asleep with you on the couch (on that old white furniture we had.) I remember when you showed us how to make our little shed into a fort and we had all the boys over for a sleep-over in there and we felt like we were so cool. I remember going to Kensington park and grilling out (while you ate like ten million hot dogs) and roller blading with Jerry (and I hadn't learned how to stop yet, so I would just tuck and roll...) We took a small sailboat out on the lake that day, and though I was young, it was that moment I realized life is filled with small things that we have to notice.
Whatever it was mom, you always taught us to make the best of it. You could turn anything into an adventure, and you covered our eyes from all the bad in this world. Though we have been through hell, you never let us know. You never let us be scared, even though on the inside you may have been trembling. You are such a strong woman. I've never met anybody as strong as you, I don't know how you continued to fight for us. I only hope that one day, I can be as strong as you are (Im not talking about my sexy body....speaking moreso of my heart.)
Because of those things, and perhaps most importantly, you taught me to fall in love with a God who loves me more than I can imagine. It's because of you I know that He fights for me and sacrifices for me the way you did. Every time I think about you, I really just don't know how you did it all.
Thank you mom, I hope you see that is has paid off, and it always will. I hope you see that even though I have my faults, you've raised a good man. Your job is done and it is your turn to enjoy life. One day soon, I promise we will live as kings.
I love you, more than I can ever say and I could never repay you. I hope you have an amazing day, I'll be thinking about you. Happy Birthday, you young sexy lady.
Kev