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| To the woman who climbed mountains with me... |
To my all-round amazing mom, for whom my vocabulary is insufficient to express what she means to me. Let's just consider shall we, this past year. She's supported me through not one, not two, but four eye surgeries -- rearranging her schedule to take me to appointments or play chauffeur when I couldn't drive, helping run errands, and generally doing anything she could to make the experience slightly less miserable. Now keep in mind, I've been an adult for quite some time now, and am a married one at that, so this is all stuff she could easily have stepped back from. But no, because she is the incredible person she is, anything I needed, or anything that would help, she was there for me.
Then there was her and my Dad's joint awesomeness of letting their adult daughter live with them, and one step above that, always making me feel welcome there. That made a frustrating situation significantly more bearable.
And then, not only did they let me live with them, but when we were trying to sell our house and move, they took both Sasha AND Tucker -- for months! And took amazing care of them even after we moved while we got the new house puppy ready :)
Then there was the move itself, when they came out in the ice storm to help us relocate from Paris to Burlington.
Yup, I won the parent lottery for sure. And my bond with my mum is extra special. I love the days we manage to align schedules and commute home together -- it's those little day to day things that mean so much to me. You know, to the job she helped me get the interview for ;)
Love you Mum!
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