Years ago a friend told me that on her birthday, she always got her mom flowers.
That has stayed with me. I’m not a flower giving kind of person. But I am a sentiment.
And I was born.
Because my mom gave birth to me.
So every year I thank my mom for having me.
My mom always says “it was my pleasure”.
Okay, I’ve given birth. The process it’s self is not a pleasure. But the honor and amazement and gift of having a child. Of creating life. . . . life.
If we stop the world spinning and take a second to think about it.
It’s been amazing.
So, yeah, Mom. Thanks for having me.