Where do I begin? I’ll start by simply saying “thank you.”
Thank you for teaching me what compassion looks like in action; I remember baking blueberry muffins and taking them to the nursing home, over and over again. I remember our stays lasted MUCH longer than the time it took to eat those delicious treats.
Thank you for giving me the GREATEST gift a parent could give their child, the gift of faith. On Sundays we were in church, period, even when I dug deeper under the covers, covering my head with the pillows.
Thank you for showing me that even though we are imperfect human beings that screw up on a daily basis, we should run after GOD, instead of running from Him. You have showed me that every day of your life.
Thank you for telling me from the time I could remember that I’m special, smart, beautiful, loved and cherished. I’ve had tough times in my life, but no matter how tough, I have that CORE belief about myself because of you. And because of these core beliefs, I have come to realize my infinite worth. I hold my head high, and my standards higher because of what you’ve taught me.
Thank you for being the BIGGEST cheerleader in my career. I wouldn’t be where I am today without your support.
Thank you for taking care of my grandmother with such precision and care that I still stand in awe, today. You were her companion, her daughter, her caretaker, and her worst nightmare when she didn’t feel like taking her vitamins. (lol)
It is my greatest hope that I can honor my departed grandmother, and best friend, by the way I treat you for all the rest of my days.
It would be an honor to hold your hand into old age, as you did hers.
My friend Bob Goff has a best-seller with the title “Love Does,” you, my dear, are love in action, in every way.
If I grow to be half the woman you are one day, I’ll be a fortunate, fortunate woman.
Love your daughter,