I miss a lot of things about home…
But nothing compares to how much I miss my dog.
“My goal in life is to be half the person my dog thinks I am.”
To my mom-
Thanks for fixing all my boo-boos when I was little with a kiss.
For comforting me, when I needed a shoulder to cry on during my middle school years (mean girls are seriously–rough).
For letting me go- when I needed to be let go.
But most importantly- thanks for letting me— be me (wether you agree with my life choices or not).
….And for loving me through my teenage years– you seriously deserve an award for that!
Happy birthday mom!
Love you always,