Me and Mom around good ol' 1981. And that blue concoction I'm wearing is one of her many handmade things I was placed in regularly. We look nothing alike and we don't act much alike either. Yet she is the one who gave me not only life, but my love for words, my library card, Jane Eyre, and design.
She's the one who would take me on bike adventures for what seemed like hours. I still remember that clunky yellow kiddie seat she added to the back of her 1970's brown bike so I could tag along.
She is one of the strongest people I know. And while our thoughts, beliefs, and methods may differ some, I have mad respect for her because of all things she has overcome in this one life of hers. #MothersDay