She is generous and kind hearted.
Giving of her time and herself.
She is full of warmth.
She can be funny.
She can drive me mad.
We are similar.
And we are different.
Sometimes we understand each other.
Sometimes we don't.
I know that she is always there for me,
and for that I am so very grateful .
She’s not perfect - but I love her,
just the way she is.
I have a lot to thank her for.
she is my beautiful Mum.
I wrote these 90 words a few days ago but wanted to save posting until today as The Parents (aka my Mum and Dad) visit us on a Thursday each week and so Thursdays kind of feel like 'our day'. See?