Mama was always happy to celebrate her birthday, not really because of the number. In fact, if anyone made mention of how old she was, asked or told, she would get blazing mad. She remained "39 and Holding" until her daughters began to turn 39. She was strong, beautiful, passionate about life and her family, and just one of the most amazing women I've ever known in this world. She used to say that she felt like she was really born on April Fool's Day (April 1st) and that she was just told her birthday landed on April 2nd to make her feel better.
Mom, anyone who ever encountered you learned quickly you were anything but a fool.
You were and always will be my beautiful, fierce, beloved mother and hero.
No fun celebrating without you... I love you so much. Happy Birthday Mom.
Hug Daddy for me.