Happy Mother’s Day, Mom.
I got you this Thank You card because Trader Joe’s didn’t have any Mother’s Day cards. But Mother’s Day involves gratitude, so I thought it was still OK. And it has flowers on it. So here goes.
Mom, thank you for giving birth to me. I know that was thirteen hours of a lot of weird fluids, but I’m glad you did it and I hope you are too.
Mom, thank you for naming me Kimberly. I know you were considering Emily and Allison and Dad was pushing for something weird like Tree, but I want to let you know that I like being Kimberly. Unlike Emilys and Allisons, I haven’t met many Kimberlys. It makes me feel special.
Mom, thank you for making me take violin lessons. I know I screamed and thrashed and cried at you when I didn’t want to practice, but damn, if I’d known that in fifteen years people would be pretty impressed that I could play the violin, I’d have practiced and practiced and practiced again.
Mom, thank you for taking me, Kat, Allegra and Hannah to L.A. during our sophomore year of high school. I know we listened to that one Rooney CD in the car over and over, I begged to go party with those strangers that approached us in Starbucks, and we waited in line for hours for Jay Leno tickets, so how did you keep your patience with us even in all that traffic? You are one strong woman.
Mom, thank you for making it possible for me to go to acting school. You’re a scientist, and Dad’s a scientist, so you must’ve been a little confused as to why I didn’t want to do something a little more micropipetty, but I appreciate your unwavering support in following this dream I’ve had ever since I took the stage in the little-known Pom Pom Zombies, a doo-wop musical written exclusively for distribution to middle schools.
Mom, thank you for making it possible for me to go to acting school again. Just…yeah. Thanks. I promise you I’m still learning stuff.
Mom, thank you for your dimples. I’m glad I got one of them in the womb.
Thank you for your loud, terribly loud, lovably loud laugh. I think I’ve got that, too.
Thank you for telling me to drink my milk. Otherwise, who knows how short I’d be?
Thank you for all the school supplies between kindergarten and twelfth grade.
Thank you for all the extracurricular activities that’ve made me the mildly talented person I am today.
Thank you for the car you bought me when I was 18. That ’96 Passat made me feel like the coolest girl in the world.
Thank you for all those clothes of yours I took. Especially that leather jacket.
Thank you for all the money you’ve lent me, from the coffee purchases to the college ones.
Thank you for all the trips to everywhere you’ve given me.
Thank you for coming to my plays, even when I had no lines and they were four hours long.
Thank you for being there. Whenever I need you.
Thank you for being my mom. I love you, Mom. Happy Mother’s Day.