Suzanne.

About half a century ago, a family was blessed with a beautiful and sweet little daughter. She had red curls on her head and blue skies in her large eyes. She was the last child in her family, and what a dear little baby she was... She grew up to be a compassionate, resourceful, and determined woman. She learned to value and even love good hard work. She became a woman of great faith and learned to be happy in the good moments and resilient when life required it of her. She raised her daughters better than she thought, and continues to be a loyal and supportive advocate for their happiness and well-being... and that of their families. Time and time again, she becomes whatever she needs to be, learns to do whatever life demands of her, and is a shining example of how to be a good daughter. She is eloquent in the art of forgiveness, and will always stand out as an exceptional person in my life. She had a birthday this week, and I am just grateful today that my little gift package arrived in her hard-working hands before the postal strike really hit!
What, where, who would I be without her? I wouldn't. Mom's birth is something to celebrate with joy!