To my most wonderful mother,
I have known you 9 months longer than anyone else on earth. 9 months and a day since refusing to be born until being induced the day after our water broke. Sorry about that. You know how I love to sleep in before a big event.
Not one day in my life has passed in my life when I didn't know without absolute certainty that you loved me. When I was clinically depressed and didn't see the point to anything, you told me explicitly that you were my tether to the world and you'd never let me down. It was true. You are my most consistent and genuine love and that means a lot to me.
Unfortunately, I don't build tangible things. My skills aren't in making a vase to hold flowers for you or publishing a book dedicated to you but I try my best to live a life that would make you proud.
When people say they love their Mums, I just snigger. I love you much much more than anyone ever did another person.
You are brave, adventurous, compassionate, strong, gentle, funny, brilliant, beautiful and most of the things that I kinda wish I had a clue how to be.
If I grow up to be an actual adult, I hope I am a tenth of who you are.
Happy Mother's Day to the absolute best mother in the world.
Love from the loud daughter who never stays in one place too long but always comes home to you, Damana