My parents are a pair. Each performed their own role in my childhood but they were, in my memory, united. Among the things they did, both worked to prevent the little boy in me from killing myself doing stupid little boy things. They barely succeeded.
Dad taught me what it means to be a man. Mom made me become a man. Dad modeled how to care for your wife and family. Mom made sure I learned how to do the same. I can’t celebrate one without celebrating the other but today I’ll say thanks specifically to my mom.
I love you mom.
I don’t have a lot of gray hair. You and your sister as well as assorted neighborhood kids and foreign exchange students must have behaved yourselves pretty well. Love you and love the way you love the Lord and your family.
What a great tribute to both your parents. I bet they’re proud of you and yours!