Today, my mother turns 50.

She has spent an entire half century on this Earth. She has seen 10 different presidencies, Michael Jackson’s first live Moonwalk, the birth of hip-hop and the rise of the tech age. What a time to be alive!


My mother’s spirit is as vibrant, feisty and genuine as ever. I’ve seen her incredible work ethic pay off. I’ve witnessed her confidence shatter its already sky-high level. I’ve been the gracious recipient of her love, direction and protection for over half of her life. I’ve seen my mom evolve into the absolutely incredible woman she is today.

For the record, she looks damn good too.

As our family and friends gather around her to celebrate this milestone, I cannot help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude that the universe conspired to bring us together in the beautiful relationship that is mother and daughter. I cannot, nor would I ever want to, imagine a life where I would not know her as she is, for who she is. Many people think that they have the corner market on “the best mom ever,” but I think they may want to fall back on that claim. No disrespect to your mothers, but mine is exceptional. Yes, I’m biased.

There will come a time where I will have to face the fact that she won’t be here any longer, and I dread that day. Before that happens, though, my only prayer is that I’ll be blessed enough to enjoy her company for another 50 years, and I’ll hope that she’ll continue to be mistaken for my sister throughout that time.

When I was a child, I imagined the age of 50 as being… dare I say… old. Images of graying hair, aching joints and memory loss flooded my little mind and I could barely imagine what life would be if I made it that far. Now that I see it in action through her, I can’t wait.



  1. Thank you my beautiful daughter! I am the one that has been truly blessed with a daughter like you.. love you to the moon and back!


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