Today is my Mom's birthday. I won't say how old she is, but I will tell you that she became my Mom when my Father married her 31 1/2 years ago. I was 4 and my brother was 5. She raised me as her own, and although we haven't always seen eye to eye (what family does?) she has been a solid rock in my life. She is a parent to me because she chose to be and she stayed because she chose to stay. Thanks to her, I gained a sister and also lots of extended family. All this because she was born, and then she chose my Dad - and us. So, happy My Mom's Birthday to me.