Fifty-eight years ago today

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rebmommy was born.

I consider this a particularly good thing, since, had THAT not happened, I wouldn't have been born, either.

I am aware that many other people consider rebmommy's birth to be a good thing, too.

I love you, Mom. You get that for free, for being my mother. I honor you, as well. That, again, is just one of those things I have to do because you're my mother.

But, in addition to that, I respect you. That one, you earned on merit, not just by position. "Honor" -- that's one of the ten commandments; I HAVE to do that. But nothing says I HAVE to respect you -- I respect you because you deserve respect for your wisdom, your humor, your intelligence, your kindness and your competence.

And I like you. If we weren't related, we'd still be friends.

I am fortunate to have a mother whom I not only love, but who I respect and like, too.

Love you, Mom. Happy birthday.