
Today I turn 43 years old.
This is a birthday I have looked forward to for as long as I can remember.
At least for all of my adult life.
Other birthday in no way can hold a candle (figuratively speaking) to this one.
You see today I am 43.
The same age my mother was when she died.
I was 8 ... almost 9 ... exactly a week after she died.
43.
So young.
With a family.
A full life to still live.
I've always felt if I can just reach this 43rd birthday then I have in some way succeeded.
Today I succeeded.
I am so happy to be a wife, a mother, a sister and a daughter.
I have a very happy and long life to live.
I will do that in YOUR honor Momma.
I love you.

