A different kind of birthday card

Day 1; Entry 2

January 19th, 2012

So today is my mothers birthday, and her and Jason did actually get out of the house and do something (for reals this time). They went out and had lunch at Shirasoni, which is a nice Japanese restaurant. Now, during their absence I could have done many things. I could have gone and bought a card, and flowers, and jewelry for my loving mother. But I didn't. I stayed at home again and thought of something that is different from all the normal birthday cliches. A simple 'Happy Birthday, Mom!' card won't cut it. No amount of flowers in a diamond encrusted vase could show how much I care for this wonderful woman. Zoe did not just give birth to me. She gave life to me, and even when I'm 112 years old, I still will not have had enough time to express my gratitude.

The word "Mom" means something different to each person. To some, she's just someone you come home to and don't speak much with. To others, she is your best friend. To an unlucky bunch, she's your worst enemy. I, on the other hand, don't feel like my mom fits well into any of these categories. To me, she's an elite. A top tier cream of the crop mother who is everything I ever needed her to be throughout my life. That's something I know will never change, no matter how old we get or many fights we have. It's only natural that you bump heads with your mother, and it's not the end of the world. I bumped heads with my mom for years. It's only now that we've stopped, and I just turned 20. I can honestly say that it's made my relationship with her so much stronger. 

Nobody will ever know you as well as your mother does. It's just a simple fact. And just a little tip -- don't ever lie to your mom. She'll find out. She will always find out. I learned that the hard way, but anyway, back on track. My mom knows me inside and out, what foods I eat, where I like to go, what I like to do, my ideal girl, what kind of people I like to associate myself with, my many strengths and my many weaknesses. She knows it all. Whether I want her to or not is unimportant.

Now that I've rambled on for three paragraphs I suppose I should get to the point. This is a different kind of birthday card for my mother, because as I said when I started writing this, a simple card won't do. I simply wouldn't have had enough room to express my feelings on that tiny $18.50 rip-off Hallmark card filled with words that aren't mine, that I didn't write and that have no meaning to me or to anybody else who gets that card. In order to make this special, and a memory that she will never forget, I had to do this. This will be posted to my Facebook as usual, for everyone to see. I hope someone takes this to heart, and does something similar to this for their mother. Trust me, she deserves it.

In conclusion,

Happy Birthday, Mom.

Our relationship, in a nutshell.

I love you more than words can possibly express, so I did the best I could with the four paragraphs above. I hope you realize that even though I may not show my appreciation as well as some other kids, I do appreciate everything you have done, everything you have sacrificed, and everything you will do in the future for me, and this family. You mean the world to me. I hope you have a wonderful birthday and I'm glad I'm around to spend another year with you. I also hope you enjoyed reading this just as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Love, your son,

Zach

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Until next time!