I am the worst daughter ever it seems. I forgot my Mom's birthday. Shame, shame, she knows my name! It's not that I forgot her birthday. I know full well that she was born Feb. 6, 19XX. I just really can't believe it's February already.
Mom, I am so glad that you are my Mother. We laugh and have fun and I know I can always count on you. You are the best ever Nana, too. You have always made me feel loved, smart, and appreciated. You have raised me to be strong-minded, independent and not afraid of the world. Thank You. I love you! Happy Birthday!