I got a birthday box from my parents recently. It included a letter that announced itself as awkward. Was it? Not in the slightest. I love reading those sappy letters from my mother, my biggest cheerleader. I don’t know how many more of those I will get, so I’m treasuring them now.
I used to joke that my mom was becoming more and more like my grandma, and that I was becoming more and more like my mom, and that I could see where that was leading. I hope that I can become more like my mom and learn to write my own sappy, encouraging letters to my children. I guess I better start practicing.
