*DISCLAIMER: this is a bit of a departure from my normal style of writing*
There is a person in my life. This person has stood by me as long as I can remember. They watched me grow up from a little tyke, through the "it doesn't feel right!" stage, watched me help my brother create cardboard "wings" for our plan to invent human flight. They bandaged my cuts and scrapes and washed my clothes when i came in from the bike ramp some friends and I had built in the woods by the creek. They stood by and let me begin to learn, and even let me take karate. They came to all of my sports events, from baseball and basketball games to that one season of soccer to every single football game in high school, regardless of whether I actually played. They watched as I blundered through high school, and still loved me even when I rejected them and tried to act like I knew better than they did. They offered me advice when I started dating, and probably let me get away with more than a few crazy stunts (see previous bike ramp example). They didn't freak out when I said I wanted to keep playing after I hurt my knee senior year, even though in hindsight I know it scared them to death every time I ran on the field. They have loved me my whole life, encouraged me at every turn, and given me the example to follow in how to care for another person. They stood crying (only a little) when I moved in to Russell Hall freshman year. They celebrated when I found my college sweetheart, and celebrated even more when we actually got together. More than anything, they taught me how to be a Christian. They taught me what it means to have faith. I am so blessed to have a mother that loves me and has helped shape me into who I am today.
so today, I want to wish Cheri Berry the happiest Mother's Day possible.
I love you, and I'll be home soon mom!
Tyler
