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Day 39

"We are born of love; love is our mother." Rumi

I'm not sure there can be a greater love. I do not know if I will ever be a mother, but I know I grew and blossomed from the fruits of my own. She carried me for 9 months and continues to carry me through. She is he heroine of my story. Through her, I gained the gift of being a sister. Through her, I have evolved in my knowing of what it is to be a daughter.

I would not be the woman I am today, if she has not been the woman she is. She has been the calm when the storms were high. She has allowed me to be me, freely and openly, and instead of offering judgment, she has provided encouragement.

With age she has continued to surprise me with the quiet sacrifices she made to make the best life for me that she could, while making the best life she could for herself.

I am, because she is.

I give gratitude to her for many things, but if nothing else, I know what it is to be truly loved, unconditionally, and sincerely.

To my Mommy, I say 'Thank You', in all of my days to come.



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