A Love Letter to My Amazing Mom

I know I have written this many times in this blog, but my mother is truly a saint.

She is recovering from this major surgery, her second major surgery in the past two years, and I get inspired every time I watch her walk down the hall.  Yes, I may give her a hard time as "pay back" for all the times she asked me if I was okay. But I worry about her every day and wish that all the pain she has felt the past few months/years goes away super fast.

She is one of the strongest people I know; barely complaining after this hip surgery.  I can tell how bored she is because my mom is not the type to just sit around and do anything.  It hasn't even been a week, and yet my mom wants to wash dishes because "she can just stand there."

My mother.  She supports me with everything I do without a question and all I could wish for is to do the same in return.

Mom, while I know you are wicked bored right now, just know how proud I am of you for the strength you have shown since this surgery and every day before it.  Please do not be afraid to ask me for anything; from putting on your slippers to moving some books into the living room.  I love you a lot and can not wait until this all is such a distant memory.