Where does my heart start? How do I begin from within? Much I have to say to you. I’m overwhelmed with love. You had to do both roles. Everything you’ve done has been times two. Every hug has been from both parents. Every job you worked was for both parents. Every whooping has been from both parents. Every time you said I love you was from both parents. You loved for two people. You love me harder than anyone I know. All because you did both.
It takes some kind of woman to do a man’s job. There’s nothing I could say that would repay you. What you’ve done has measurements far beyond words or actions of any human. You have always put yourself last. You are continuously self-sacrificing. You have been more than a mother could or should be. You are my superwoman. The things you’ve done are immortal. It makes you one of the divine. The bond between us will never deteriorate. Neither can it be replaced.
‘Til my deathbed, I will never forget what you’ve done for my brother and I. It’s impossible. I love you with every cell in my body. Every breath I take is because of you. Anything successful I’ve done is dedicated to you. I’d give you my life over and over and over again.