On the first day of Christmas, my mother gave to me, my basic personality.
From my facial expressions to my sarcastic wit, there is no doubt who has influenced the person I am most. Sometimes we are so much alike it's scary. But I guess I should say thanks. If ripping off personalities was copyright infringement, you could sue me big time.
Every time it comes to writing to you is when I seem to freeze up the most. As I have said before, how do you thank the woman who gave you life? Some days, I think the finger might be the best way, but most days, I know I owe you everything. I suppose there is no more appropriate person to start off my 12 Days of Christmas with.
You and I both know you weren't a conventional mother, and I guess thank you for that. I wouldn't be who I am today, if it wasn't for who you were then. However, I sure appreciate who you have become today, as we both continue to grow up. I think both of us can see that a person never truly stops growing and changing. If they did, what purpose could life truly serve? But the person you have become over the past few years has been a life saver. You have, for the most part, become so much more patient and calm. I never thought I would be able to come to you to calm me down, but I can, and I do. So I thank you.
I am so excited to share another Christmas with you and our family. This time of year is so special to me, and I spend a great part of the year anticipating the next time it will all come around again. Though you are just about the world's greatest Christmas gift giver, I want you to know that I don't care about presents, not even a fraction of how much I care about you.
I know you get down on yourself sometimes about when I was little, but I think you are the best mom, and my favorite for that matter. So this Christmas I celebrate you and everything you are, and everything you will be. Sometimes you have been like a friend, other times like a sister, but at the end of the day you are one hell of a mother.
Love,
Cee
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