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tomorrow is the birthday of the best person that i know, my mum.

even though our family is larger than most, she spoils each and every one in it. she has given all of us money, vehicles, down payments for homes, clothes, pets, food, and more than is imaginable. not only that, she moved her own mother into her house after my grandfather passed away. she rescues animals of all shapes and sizes, and employs any working soul who is in need of a job. most importantly, she is always there and always available when anyone needs her. the lessons that i have learned about being a good person and a strong woman from my mother are innumerable, and  i feel so lucky to have been one of her three children.

happy birthday, mamasita! thanks for being you. :-)

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  1. Such a wonderful post! Your mom seems like an incredible woman and I love that she is equally caring towards animals and humans. I feel like it’s not easy to spot this type of people in today’s world!

  2. That dog! Squeeeeee! Cutest thing I’ve ever seen.
    -Sarah

  3. HAPPY BIRTHDAY

  4. Aw, happy birthday to your mama! She sounds like an amazing lady!

    -Becca
    Ladyface Blog

    • thanks becca! she is.
      a belated happy birthday to you as well! i hope that it was amazing, and that you got at least some of those items on your beautiful wish list. :-)

  • Welcome, friends! My name is Emory. I am a wife, mother of two (one earthside and one with the angels), and an animal rescuer. This is our life on the Canadian prairies.
    email: helloscarlettblog@outlook.com

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