Today, I celebrate the woman who gave birth to me and raised me. Literally, if it wasn’t for her, I would not be here today and I am so thankful for her existence. My mom can be crazy, hot tempered, and misunderstood, but, above all things, she is my mom and I will always love her, appreciate her, and respect her. Yes, she has her moments of nagging, over protectiveness, and suffocating affection, but she’s a mother of three. Point out a mother who doesn’t do those things. Of course, during those moments she’ll get an irritable daughter or son trying to push her away, but, in the end, it’s all out of love. I can honestly say that my mom is among the most caring, loving, and selfless people I know, which is exactly why she wins over virtually anyone who crosses paths with her. Ask anyone of my friends and they will tell you how sweet she is. I give my mom a hard time sometimes, but she knows that my sarcasm and tough love is just exactly that love. I’ll go easy on her today, since it is her birthday and all, but I hope that, regardless of what day it is, she never forgets how loved and appreciated she is. My mother has been good to me throughout my twenty-one years of life and I hope I’ve been just as good to her because she deserves nothing less.