Cherished

In early October I emailed my mom a note from a MovableType mailing list that mentioned a hack I had written. It was pretty silly, just a short mention of a lame hack I wrote for a blogging platform. Here is her reply:

Hi, hon,

That is extremely, very, incredibly cool!!!
I don’t think I tell you often enough how proud I am of you, so here’s an earful. Remember this when I’m being crabby.

I think you are WONDERFUL!!! I love the way your mind works and, even more, I believe you have a huge heart and a sensitive and caring soul. I am thrilled that you are still filled with awe and wonder at the world around you. I love that you have a cat.

I don’t care if you have a lot of money or prestige, although I think someday you may have those things. I know that, when you walk into a room, everyone knows it.

Susan ¹ said that I never felt cherished. I hope you will always know that you were cherished before you were born and that the unbelievable joy I knew when I first held you has grown minute by minute and year after year. I can’t even imagine enough superlatives to describe how awesome you are and how lucky I feel to have you in my life!

Come home soon, if you can. Know that you are so much in Jen’s and my hearts that you are never alone.

By the way, that email was neat. :o)

Love ya, MOM

¹ I have no idea at all who Susan is. Maybe it was a therapist she was seeing. I’ll probably never know.