I loved what Liz said in her blog so much I had to create a new post.
"To all the moms, children, those without moms, those who know mom-like figures, those remembering moms who have passed on, those trying to be moms and those who struggle with motherhood, be good to yourself this weekend. We all came from somewhere, right?"
Here's my step-mama. we have a complex relationship (who doesn't?) but I love her just the same. She's the only one who's been mom to me besides my chosen family. She taught me how to be my own person, never to settle for anything or anyone, be cautious and courageous, independent, and unapologetically feminine.
We're big talkers, we love to bake, we are obssessive about buying and wrapping the perfect gifts more than receiving them, we love a good movie, a good book, a good cry. We both also breathe loudly in our sleep. As I told David while talking in my sleep, "It's called breathing. It's healthy". He didn't get it but my mom would.





