I find myself thinking of you today on what is, I guess, your 35th Thirty-ninth Birthday? You always said you were '39 and Holding' and as far as I'm concerned, you are and always will be.
There are so many wonderful memories of our family, growing up with you and Dad as parents. I can't think of a warmer, happier home full of love and laughter. You have and still do make it a home worth taking solace in, visiting and creating lasting memories to take us through the next 30 Thirty-ninth birthdays.
I know you hate for me to "air the dirty laundry in public", but some of our favorite things about you are your little "quirks" and your eccentric nature. I simply can't resist bringing back this little photo of you smoking your corn-cob pipe. Everyone always loves it.
Anyway Mom, I won't make this a very long letter, I just wish you all of the happiness in the world, because there is not enough love and happiness in existence to give you all you truly deserve.
You have made my life such a wonderful one, and I cherish every moment I get to spend with you... through good times and bad. We've had our share of both.
Without hesitation, I can say I could not have been sent here as the daughter of a better Mother.