Happy Mother's Day

For 18 months now you have been first my home and then my protector. A good mother is not defined by her successes as a parent, but by her intentions. There are always external factors that will derail even your best attempts at fulfilling my needs, not least of them being me myself and my inexperience at being a person, but nothing can take away the intent. The hours and effort that you put in, planning, thinking, discussing and working on all the details with which you decorate my world.

Don't forget, mother, that my world is small, and in it you are a giant. You are the sun that warms me, the fields that feed me, the river that quenches my thirst. You are my peace, my security, my protection, the air that I breath. And in all these things you have been incredible. The joy you see in my laugh, the confidence expressed in me standing again after each fall, the curiosity that drives me to search out every new experience, are all afford me by your love and attention.

Neither of us was prepared to be mother and son, neither of us have much of a clue as to what we are doing, but so far you have be flawless, and for that I thank you. Your love is like a physical presence in my life and it nurtures me.

Today is a day to thank and celebrate you. To become a mother is so simple, to be a mother is so hard. Thank you for being my mother,

 Happy Mother's Day xXx 

Written on behalf of Milan by his Dad (translated from thousands of gurgles, smiles, gestures and laughs, I'm sure of its veracity).