You get lost in crowds. Like, literally. You’ve gotten separated from your family and, because of your short stature, it wasn’t easy to locate you.
You believe that people matter because they matter, not because they have something to offer you.
Thank you for teaching me that I am worth something.
Some days I have to remember to smile when I look back on things I’ve lost, but then I look to the future and remember how much there is to gain, and that is enough.
Now my days with you come to a close, I want to tell you that I’m very pleased to have known you. With you, I have grown.
Oh honey, I ask you, please wipe the tears from her beautiful face when she cries, and let her know that she deserves the best kind of man. She deserves someone just like you.
Thank you for teaching me to never take anything too personal. We were always teasing each other, looking for ways to embarrass one another, and making fun of ourselves together.
You can love shopping and love sports. You learn to not limit yourself to what you enjoy because you find the human experience to be too complex to categorize it.
EVERY moment in the life of a big family is outrageous! I wouldn’t even know where to begin. We have seen it all. Think war. Think insanity. Think perfection. Think total joy.
“My mom was the first one in her family of seven to get a college degree and I’m extremely proud of her for that.”