Happy Mother's Day, mom.
When I was twelve years old, my mother and grandmother took me to Paris for my birthday. Isn't she beautiful perusing a Parisian nursery? Thank you for taking me to Paris and sharing your love for flowers and art and French cuisine.
Three generations outside a Parisian café.
Thank you for planting radishes and petunias and creating a beautiful home bursting with color and life and teaching me to appreciate and nourish growing things and letting me help you in the garden.
Thank you for letting me help in the kitchen. Thank you for teaching me how to cook and for feeding me delicious/nutritious/homegrown/local/organic meals and baking all my birthday cakes.
Thank you for dressing me up in pretty outfits and telling me I'm beautiful and making all of my Halloween costumes and prom dresses. Thank you for teaching me how to be feminine. And for teaching me how to love.
I love you.