Mom

Mom, me and my little brother Bryce

Today was quite the busy day with much more left to fill the rest of the weekend; work and play (i hope). Still, as I come close to the end of a full day, I am so glad for all the good things that filled it.

I don't live in Washington right now, but my Mom does. I don't talk with her nearly as much as I used to—not as much as I should—but as her birthday whizzes past, I am so glad for her.

I am sometimes confident in myself; I am assertive and motivated to learn the things that seem to give me some success. Still, these things all trace back to my mom. She is so amazing. Not to publish the details to the whole world, but those who know her will know what I am talking about. She has shown so much patience, humility, and love through out her life. She always says, "Evan, you can do hard things." I believe her. She does hard things. She does good things. And all the good things that fill my days can be traced back to her.

Mom, I love you! thanks so much for making me! Happy birthday!