When I look at my daughter, I see your beautiful eyes and I see my love for you. I love your eyes, I love your pretty hair, your smile, and that when you giggle your nose scrunches up a bit. I love your strength, your wisdom, your selflessness. I love how I've literally never heard you say a bad word about anyone. Ever. I want to be like that. I love your style and shopping with you. I love our mutual love for makeup and how we are perfectly matched because we are both always an hour late. I love how you love your family. I love your loyalty. I love how you love Jonah and how you love Avaya. I really love you.
I know today your heart is hurting and heavy. I know you miss our baby girl today. I remember all those mother's days missing her too. We flop places a lot, don't we? There's pain and worry and loss that we've each taken from each other. Truly two halves. Thank you for half of your heart, my sacred vessel. I love you. Happy Birthmother's Day.