having a mom; being a mom.

I have a mom.

We are a lot alike, my mom and I.

We both love dark chocolate.

We both prefer a shirt or shoes or a treat over a dozen dead flowers.

We both sing loudly in the car . . . and the kitchen.

We can sit and watch Extreme Couponing and agree its insane.

My mom is one of my best friends.

Not once have I said goodbye to her without tears.

She has taught be so much.

From her I learned to live a Christ-like life, while still blasting Heart on the radio. 

If you want to know how I got so cool, it's because of my mom.

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I am a mom.



Its still weird when I say that.

But its a role I treasure.

You know how my mom is one of my best friends?

Carly is one too.

We like to hang out.

And we have a lot in common too.

She is a third-generation chocolate lover.

We both love to sleep in.

We are both chaotic.

We both have Chris wrapped around our fingers.

I marvel at her.

She is alive and energetic, but she is so tender and full of love.

I stubbed my toe a few days ago.

I was hopping around, saying "ow ow ow ow!"

Carly looked at me with concern: "You ok, mama?"

I don't know exactly how she got so perfect.

My only prayer is that I won't mess her up.

That she will always be so good.

That I can teach her an appreciation for Taylor Swift and dark turtles.

That I can teach her to love the Gospel, and set her sites on the temple.

And that she'll always want to be my best friend.

xoxo.