Mom,
I remember the first time you let me make all the pies for the Thanksgiving holiday. I was 17. I made all of them, on my own. Years prior you assisted me. This year you made me feel important, in charge, like an adult and special.
You believed in me, you trusted your recipe and the tradition with me. I am forever grateful that you encouraged me to learn how to bake from scratch. That you were my teacher, my guide and my inspiration. Even thou i learned from the master; Food, baking and the holidays will never be the same. As Andi Kim reminded me, you were the glue that kept everyone, everything together. You are deeply missed Mom!
I love you
I appreciate you
I adore you
And
I am so grateful that you are my mom!
Your Loving and Favorite Daughter
Niki 💞😘