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My mom fully lives up to her name, Queen. She is that mom that made things from scratch, had homemade cookies waiting for us when we got home and constantly told us how much she loved us. This mom, is for you…
Mommy,
If we were in the same town I would take you out and we would spend our time laughing, crying over trials and more than likely stuffing our faces with cheesy biscuits from Red Lobster. I wish we were together on this beautiful day. I’m hugging and kissing you from way down here.
I wanted to thank you for growing me up to the woman and mom I am today.
~Thank you for having my favorite homemade cookies waiting for me when I got home from school, it was such a special memory for me. And it wasn’t the cookies, but the fact that I knew you knew it was special to me and you do it.
~Thank you for reading and snuggling with me in bed.
~For all those night times you would stay up with me praying till I fell asleep. You gave me a godly example of how to stand in the gap for my children, no matter what time it is or how tired I feel.
~You showed me that traditions are also what make families moving forward in hard transitions. All the moves we made growing up, I could always depend on the familiar snack trays and Christmas Eve presents.
~For all those times you had me come and help you volunteering to help homeless and those who are under privileged. Benevolence is a huge part of who I am today and I will help out those in need.
~Because of you I love to cook. You make amazing food and encourage me to try new things.
~Because of you I have fond wonderful memories of Pizza Hut, glasses of ice and of course…Pepsi.
~Because of you I have a pride in my German heritage and love the language, culture and food. Ich liebe dich sehr viel mutti.
~Because of you I saw your passion for missions and that sparked my interest and curiosity to see the world. You made it possible for me to be open to the idea of being a missionary- God used you as an instrument.
Thank you mom for who you are and know that all the times when it felt like you might have failed- you didn’t. You have been God’s tool. I know you might feel like you haven’t done all that your heart is passionate for. The feeling you have that you were made for something more and special is true.
You have children who love and respect you. Happy Mommy’s day Mutti…I am very proud to tell people you’re my MOM not sister.
If I were there I would give you lilacs to bring fragrance to your house and Emma would probably give you a kiss to her Moma showing her love to you.
Love,
Your daughter
LOVE YOU MOM!!!! HAPPY MOMMY’S DAY!!!!!
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