Yesterday my mom turned 57 years old. I usually dedicate a huge post to her on social media, but I realized, what's the point--I'd rather get off the computer and my phone and tell her that shit in person. Besides, she knows how I feel about her. I tell her every day. She's literally the breath in my lungs, the blood that pumps through my veins, the mobility in my limbs to do what I do every day. She's the reason why I get up every day and do what I do. It's all for her.

Love you Mom. Nothing in my life will ever ever take your place, EVER.