I already called and talked to my mother. On days like this, I strive to be the first to call out of all of my siblings, and when I place later than first, I feel as if I let her down. Not because I wanted to be first, but because I want Mom to know how important she is. Anyone that knows my mom knows that those types of things wouldn't make a difference to her interpretation of her importance in her children's lives, nevertheless, I still strive to be first.
So here is my ode to the best mother in the world. Yes, we all think our mothers are the best, but I think it speaks volumes when non-relatives exclaim that my Mom is the best too. In the absence of flowers, lunch, or homemade gifts, a simple phone call is all my Mom wants. She now has 5 children, 2 daughter-in-laws, 4 grandchildren and 2 fur-grandchildren to celebrate with, and she wouldn't have it any other way.
Here's an image of my Mom and I taken about 6 years ago as we lunched together on the Champs-Elysees in Paris. What is more fabulous than eating al fresco, good conversation, and exploring a different country and world then with one of the people I admire the most. I love you Mom! And to all of you mothers out there, a sincere piece of gratitude from me for all that you have done for your children.
