I love my mom. I hope I grow to be more like her as I get older. She always seems to know the exact right thing to do or say in any given situation. She's funny and smart and just really nice. When I see her at a distance with a group of people, I always think she has a pleasant expression on her face; she looks like the kind of person I'd pick out to confide in, if I didn't know anyone.
We saw her at church last week - she was in the choir, so we didn't get a chance to even say hi before the service, but as she processed down the aisle at the end, just as she passed our pew she gave us a wink. In that moment I felt such a rush of love for her. I wonder if I'll have it together enough that my kids will ever feel that way about me.
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