To Mom with love,
Mom, you're amazing! I have always believed that intuition is your greatest gift.
Not just because you immediately recognized the iconic styles of Mary Tyler Moore and Cher in the '70s, and without hesitation fearlessly embraced the moment by making their looks yours! (How many wigs did you have in your wardrobe at that time? I've lost count.) Not just because you interpreted the term "homemaker" to mean "decorator," so you left the cooking to Dad. And not just because you responded with great humor to the audacity of those who told you while we were Christmas shopping, "You were brave to have all boys."
You are amazing because insight has always been your guiding light, and you always believed that accepting the status quo was simply unacceptable. Your foresight, in hindsight, was nothing short of brilliant. Who had the wisdom to realize that a school uniform wasn't worth stifling my free-spirited style? Who let sports be replaced by fine art when it was more than apparent that baseball was not going to be my best friend? Who was perfectly fine with a purple-haired punk after I became bored with my disco inferno incarnation? And who was supportive of a career in fashion when your desire for me to be a surgeon was squashed because I was squeamish at the sight of blood? YOU, of course!
Because you always understood the road less traveled was the journey most beautiful, you never thought "strange" was another word for "wrong," and you always believed being an individual was far more interesting than being like everyone else, you are amazing, Mom! And I love you.
To all the remarkable moms whose love, inspiration, and intuition have made us who we are today—Happy Mother's Day!
We couldn't have done it without you,