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                  Every year around the time of Mother's Day for some reason I tend to get super emotional (it's really easy to figure out why). When it comes to the love I have for my own mother I have no words to express, though each year I still try. I can't remember if I have blogged about this particular experience before, but I felt like I should share it again anyways if I have. A year ago I was talking to my mom on the phone and she had to put my dad on the phone. To make a long story short my dad told me that my moms skin cancer had gotten more serious and that she was going to have to have surgery to remove a tumor in her arm. I can remember the sinking feeling in the bottom of my heart. Myself, being over 2000 miles away from my sweet mother had to deal with this news. With a lot of love and support from my Utah family (aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents) I made it through. It was a difficult time in my life. I am so happy to say that this past week my sweet mother spent all day in multiple doctors offices and it was said that her cancer has not spread except for a few spots that needed to be burned off. GO MOM! What a fighter. I know I've said this before but I am more grateful the older I get for my mother. I never realized the sacrifices she makes each and every day until I was out on my own. My mom has raised three children and has dealt with more than most moms. Through all the madness she has maintained her strength and courage through it all, even when it wasn't easy. If I grow up to be half the person my mom is I will be extremely lucky. I love how she sends me pictures of her daily outfits.
           I love how she lets me call her 3 times a day. I love how she listens to me whine and complain about the stupidest and silliest things. I love how she sends me packages filled with things from the Dollar Store. I love how she works hard so I can gain the education I'm receiving. I'm grateful that she is a natural teacher and that she will listen to me talk about all the fun ideas I have for my classroom and students. I love how she loves movies that my dad won't watch with her. I love that she supports my decisions. I love that when I ask for help making a decision that she lets me make it, and then supports me. I love how she always has my back. I love that we will both forever be teachers. I love that I will be with her forever. She is my rock, she is my saving grace when everything else fails.

Happy Mother's Day, Mom. I love you.

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