Today is my mom’s birthday. Sadly, she passed away almost three years ago, and whenever her birthday rolls around every year, it’s always hard to believe she’s gone. No more celebrations with cake and gifts, a special day for the woman who gave birth to me and raised me to be who I am today. This year’s especially difficult, as I am traveling out of the country (and the rest of my family is out, too) to really be present for this special day. But I’m doing my best to take a second from my busy day of travel to reflect and commemorate her spirit, which continues to guide me through the highs and lows of my life.
Happy birthday, Mama. I miss you every day. ❤
— The Finicky Cynic
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