Mother's Day just came and went. So now I just have to take some time to thank my amazing mom for everything that she's meant to me.

I think my mom has been programmed to think that her time is actually not her time, but time to do anything and everything for the rest of the family.

She works 2 jobs to support the rest of our family, cooks a lot of the meals, provides some great humorous relief, and has the cheerful disposition of someone half her age. She's been willing to go to baseball and hockey games with me even though she has no idea what's going on.

She's put up with all the angst of my adolescent years, and always reflects Christ's unconditional love. She's a tireless worker, and is the type of person who will be laying down on the sofa after 12 hours of work and then gladly jump off the sofa and run an errand for me if I ask her.

And while she's not perfect, she's always been a woman of love, faith, and hope. And that's the most important thing. Thanks mom.