Sunday, is my mom’s birthday. I think as you get older, you want to celebrate those days with your parents as much as you want to for your own kids. We love it in Tennessee, but it is occasions like this that make me wish we were just a bit closer. To be able to drop by and bring a cake or flowers or something to let her know that we love her. So how about a post on the infamous blog? Does that count?

My mom is one who loves deeply. She loves her family by calling and wanting to know what is going on in their lives. She loves her friends by encouraging and supporting them every step of the way. She loves her grandkids by spending time with them, calling them, buying gifts and telling them she loves them. Most of all I see her loving her dad. I can see where her love comes from when I see the love her parents gave to her. Almost every day since her mom died in 2004, she has called her dad just to say “hi.” He talks about the same thing most days. He tells how he took flowers and visited Nanny’s grave, he talks about church, he talks about his sisters that he takes care of. It is not that they have anything important to talk about, but she makes the effort each night to let him know she loves him. I have wondered if I could ever take time out of my life to do that for someone, like my dad, and I just don’t know that I have the strength or commitment that she does. So to a wonderful mother, loving grandmother, devoted wife and daughter, Happy Birthday Mom!

Here is the closest we can get to you today: Happy Birthday