My Beautiful Mother.

I have been told that I am exactly 50% of my mother, and 50% of my father, split right down the middle. If you know my mother and father, and I walk into a room and we meet, you would know exactly who my parents are. I am crazy loud, outgoing, chatty and friendly like my father. And my facial expressions, mannerisms, sense of humor and fieriness comes from my mother.
What do I say about the woman who gave me life? She's the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, on the inside and out? Honest, caring, and unconditionally loves her children? She's the best mom in the world? Probably the same thing most people would say about their mother.
While all of this is true, she is also the best friend I have ever had. I couldn't ask for a more wonderful person in my life. As a little girl growing up, I never imagined being "friends" with my mother. Not that we ever really fought, and I never really rebelled as a teenager. It's just not something I thought about or imagined. I can't think of a better person to have in my life consistently.
Now before I get all teary eyed while I write this blog, I'm gonna go ahead and introduce you to my mother. And if you contact me and can pronounce her full name correctly, I will give you a free photo session :) Her name is:
Darla Joztavia Keviea Blazjovsky Berry