Where to start? Ok, so my mom is one of those moms who always attended every school activity my brother and I were involved in. She's one of those parents who calls from the grocery store multiple times to make sure you'll eat what she's buying. She's one of those people who is loud and obnoxious, but totally loveable. My mom is not only my mom, but she was also a stand-in mother for many of my friends during high school; "No food in the basement! Put on your coat, young man! Let me make you some brownies!" and so on. She's an amazing cook, photographer, mother, wife, and friend. She may get on my nerves sometimes, but she's my mother and I love her more than anyone in this world.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MOMMY!
My mommy and I a few days after my parents brought me home from foster care.
You'll almost always find her either behind the camera or in front of the stove.
My mom and her best friend, Lori, at Ed Debevick's for her birthday 2 years ago.
Always supportive, my mother helped me finish assignments and studying while
I had mono during the last 3 weeks of my senior year. Without her, I would not have graduated on time.