Happy Birthday, Mom

My mom would have been 59 years young today (she died of Lupus when I was a little girl). She's not here to celebrate on Earth but I have no doubt she's having a party up in heaven today. A shin dig so big it would make any birthday bash down here look like a mere afterthought. There are days when I miss her so much, and would give anything to spend even just a few minutes with her, but I know God's plan for our family was and still is perfect. His ways are always best, no matter what.

I love you, Mom. Happy 59th!