Monday, April 5, 2004
Well it's Monday, just got home from work, another beautiful day. I started the ride from here to work, only an hour drive in traffic, by calling my Mom. My mom has always been so proud of me. I always remember how she made me feel when I was little, I would bring home a picture I'd drawn in school. These pictures were never really works of art, but she always gave them a place of honor and , thtat made me feel important and loved... In anything I've ever done, she always let me know that she was proud of me and that's given me a confidence in myself that I carry with me whereever I go. Her support and encouragement has meant more than she'll ever know. I'm so grateful for her and all the love she's given me. She wrote me in a card once that whereever I go or do or think, that I an depend on her for complete and absolute understanding, support and love forever. I love my mom, does that make me a mama's boy?