On March 9, 1952 (I think that's the right year) my mother was born. And even though she's not alive on this earth anymore I will still celebrate this day as the day that a beautiful life was begun and the day that one of my best friends ever was born. Today I celebrate the life Mom lived. She didn't live it perfectly since she was a sinner just like I am, but she lived her life for God and it showed in everything she did.
Happy Birthday, Mom! I'm so glad you are my mom.