As I was driving around for work today, I got a phone call fom my mom. This is a completely normal thing, considering I am a huge "Momma's boy" and talk to her at least once a day. She called just to see how I am doing, and to ask about college stuff. She also told me she misses me and wants me to come home soon. Let me start by saying my mom isa complete beast in the kitchen. She is a southern woman, mother of 3, and has been cooking for the entire family 7 days a week for 24 years. Anyhow, so she always cooks when I go home to visit, because she knows that I am not getting that kind of food here. She also wants to give me(sometimes forcibly so) groceries, paper towels and tissue paper, and all other things essential to a household. I say all of this to get the point across that my mom is indeed a saint. I will be the first to admit I have made bad choices/decisions throughout my 24 years, and I undoubtedly will make more. Even though I have screwed up, asked for money a hundred times over, and falen flat on my adult face, she is unflinching in her quest to completely support me and whatever it is I am trying to do with my life. If I call and I am bummed about something, she always gives good advice. When I mess up, she hasn't ever gotten mad or upset, she just says "its ok" and offers consolation. When I have ever needed money (lord knows I've asked for that way too many times) she would never say anything negative, she would just ask "how much do you need?" It honestly is completely amazing to me that someone can be so completely selfless. In my eyes she cannot be topped; she is eternally reigning champion. She is the very definition and epitomy of what a mother should be. Maylene and the Sons of Disaster said it best: "you can't help but be blessed when you've been raised by Gods finest." I love you mom! Thanks for being a complete badass and ruling at life.
On a second note, it should also be said that I also have the absolute best friends in the entire world. Throughout my adult life and living in Columbia, making dumb decisions, being an idiot, even moving to Atlanta and back: none of them gave me crap for it. When I moved to Atlanta, they helped me move. When I needed to move back, they didn't say a word. They just drove 3 hours and helped pack the truck. All the times I've needed advice and any help with ANYTHING, they have always been there. I am completely thankful that God has blessed me with all the amazing people in my life. I am truly blessed. Bj, Chase, Andy, Zach, Chris Carroll: I would lay down in traffic for any of you. You are the last of a dying breed and the very definition of a friend and I sincerely hope that one day I can be as good a friend to you as you have been to me.
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