When I grow up...

...I want to be a little bit more like my mom. As mother's day approaches I can't help but realize what a fabulous woman my mother is. My mom is my biggest inspiration, my loudest cheerleader, my best friend. When other people tell me that they fear they are turning into their mothers, I can't help but think that should that happen to me, it certainly wouldn't be so bad. (Of course I would have better fashion sense.) My mom gives the absolute, best hugs ever and knows when I really need one. My mother still sends me valentines, and makes sure that I get a visit from the Easter Bunny. I aspire to be more like her. I want to be strong, and stable and able to fix everything like she does...