What do I say to a woman who:
- wanted me before I was born
- gave me life
- changed my dirty diapers and still thought I was cute
- nicknamed me "Mousie," which sticks to this day
- kept me safe me through childhood (except see below)
- accidentally burned me on occasion while curling my hair
- introduced me to faith
- let me drink pop on holidays
- made me eat when I was a teenager (this is a really big deal to me...I avoided an eating disorder because she noticed)
- taught me how to make a mean mac and cheese
- helped me survive heartbreak more than once
- gave me the one required piece of information so that I would know that I was meant to marry Blaine ("He's just like your dad was when he was that age")
- lets me tell her anything, even when it's crazy
- tells me the truth, even when it's hard to hear
- showed me that I want smile lines on my face because hers is so beautiful to me
- is my best friend
Even though these words come from deep inside me
There’s so much more I don’t have the words to say
What I really want to say
Is what the sun would say to the sky
For giving it a place to come alive
But my words get in the way
Of what I really want to say
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