Happy birthday to the woman who gave me good manners, great skin & hair, and continues to shower me with unconditional love and support. Except for that one day.. but that's another post.
I love my mom!
Birthday flowers are delivered to her at work every year since I moved out. Each year they are different flowers, different size arrangements, different color schemes. This year they didn't arrive until after lunch, and when we chatted today she confessed that she got a little mad and thought I'd forgotten our tradition. Shame on her for doubting :)