>_< Dear Mom,

I love you. First and foremost I want to you to know I love you. Sometimes it may not seem like it, but I NEED you to know that I love you. You've done everything for me and given everything to me and I am so proud and blessed to have such a hardworking mom like you. YOU, Mom, are the definition of MOM. You (and dad of course - but he'll get a letter in the future I'm sure) are the biggest part of the reason why I am who I am today. This letter could go on, but this is an informative blog... save the feeling for xanga. Let's talk about moms.

Mother, by definition (I took the 9th one cuz all the others were a tad droll) is something or someone that gives rise to or exercises protecting care over something else; origin or source. What strikes me as interesting is that when these "cared for" objects become fully capable to care for themselves, the roles seem to reverse. I'm at the time of my life now that taking care of my mom as "payback" for all that she's given me is something I should probably start to consider. It's tough because this amount of "payback" that should be given is infinite. Mom's do what they do because they are moms. They cook, clean, love, work, and care for as long as they can - and eventually they're going to need our help too.

Psychologically, Mom's have an incredible impact to they way we think. If you disregard the OBGYN that delivered you, or the doctors around, your mother is probably going to be the first person - and most importantly WOMAN - that you're going to be spending a whole lot of time with. She will be your first interaction (at least for guys) of the opposite gender. She will introduce you so a different realm of human thought. And as you grow older, perhaps even more that you even wanted to know. Either way, mom's are responsible for an inconceivable amount of knowledge. For girls, how to be a woman and for guys, how a woman acts. It goes without saying that a mom can be a pretty important part of your life... and if you are unfortunate to be missing this figure in your life... find someone.

Perhaps I will expand on this thought another time. I only really got the thought of writing a blog becasue of a recent converasation I had with my own mother. Either way..

In Conclusion. Moms - they're important. and i love mine. A lot.

ta ta kids