Such a shining example of strength, love and grace in our home. I think of my mother's faithfulness, she laid the foundation of a spiritual heritage through braving it with two rowdy kids on Sunday mornings. I remember the sweet way she smelled when she picked us up after school and how happy I was to be with her. I could and still can always tell her anything without fear of her thinking any less of me, although I wouldn't be surprised if she's thought I was losing my mind sometimes. I love her laugh...she makes me laugh. Her actions scream love, the importance of family, doing what's right, and taking care of each other. I love my mom and all the little things that make her who she is.
