You Mean A Lot to Me Monday

I have decided to start something new today, 'You mean a lot to me Monday.' Every Monday from now on I will write about one special person in my life. And let me tell you, I will never run out. :)

To start with, I will start with one of the most special people in my life, my Mom!

My mom and cousins. Aren't they beautiful?

Let me start out with the history of our lives together. :)

I was born on May 10, 1989, for the first few days of my life I was known as "Unnamed female Linn" because my mom and dad couldn't settle on a name. Within the first few days of my life, my mom had gotten me to smile, had lost me in the hospital during a power outage and had cut off the tip of my pinkie finger (I still have a scar toady). From the start we were best friends.

As I grew up I was always a Mommy's girl, and a Daddy's girl. I was one lucky kid. My mom took me everywhere with her. I even had my own office at one of her jobs. She gave me many nicknames such as, Cole, Colie, Coco, Cocomoroco and Stretch.

Before I would go to school each morning my mom would ask me to give her a "Poo poo," in her words, a kiss goodbye. She would skip her lunch break in order to get off early from work to be home with my sister and I after school.

My mom taught me many things, she taught me to have a kind heart, she taught me never to lie and to always forgive. She would write me notes telling me she was sorry after we would fight (which wasn't often) and I would do the same. I would do her hair like she did mine when I was little.

When I was in Kindergarten, my mom would come to my class to read "The Summertime Pie" in her southern voice. Everyone loved her, and I was proud to have her as my mom. She could make me laugh for hours with her 'Munchkin" voice from the Wizard of Oz. Or her 'Mommy Dearest' impressions. She would tell stories over and over and they never got old.

She had the most beautiful voice and sang all the time, and I loved it when she would dance as she cleaned the house. She could befriend the meanest people. She always made me feel special. She would buy me gifts to make ordinary days special. She would take me shopping in Salt Lake and to American Idol concerts.

She was the most perfect mom, and I am lucky to have spent 19 years of my life with her.

Mom,

You mean a lot to me, today and everyday. Thanks for all that you have given me. You taught me to be my very best, and I hope that I am making you proud. I can't wait to see you again someday, and in my dreams tonight.

Thank you Mom,

Cole