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An open letter to my momma:

Dear mom,

How could I ever find the words to describe how much you mean to me? All the times you told me how much you loved me growing up, but never fully realizing the magnitude of those words until I had children of my own.

I am grown, married, and a momma to my own herd of children, but I’ll never stop needing you.

I’ll never stop needing the way you step in to help when I feel like I’m drowning.

I’ll never stop needing to hear your voice when I pick up the phone to call you and tell you about the most random things.

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I’ll never stop needing you to hug me and pat my hair like you did when I was little.

I watched you sacrifice and put us first time and time again.

I watched you make sure our needs were always met first before your own.

I watched you give your all to make sure you raised good humans.

Momma, I’ll never be too old to ask you what you’re making me for supper on my birthday.

I’ll never be too old to sit on your couch with a cup of coffee while we visit.

I’ll never be too old to call you for advice and wisdom.

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Dear mom, I’ll never be too old to stop needing you.

Thank you for everything you do for me every day. Thank you for mothering me still today.

Here’s to the mommas.

This post originally appeared on the author’s Facebook page 

 

 

Caitlin Henderson

Caitlin Henderson is a small town girl from Kansas who fell in love with a farmer. They have three kids who keep her on her toes and always clinging to coffee. She is passionate about showing people Jesus, and telling the story of agriculture. She loves writing about their life full of grace, craziness, love, dirt, and cows.

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