Thank you Mom for not beating me as much as you probably wanted to.
Thank you for doing all that you could do.
Thank you for not doing any less and thank you for picking up the pieces to all of my mess.
I could never thank you enough nor will I ever know the full spectrum of your way of being tough.
I know it’s putting it mildly saying I made things rough.
Never could anyone replace your sort of love it is surely only available because you were sent from up above. I love you Mom.