Because she doesn’t know how to use the computer and therefore may never read this. She gave me my eyes. She’s sensitive and smart. She gives colors fancy names. She’s so generous. She is a cat whisperer. She overcooks broccoli. After dark she does one of two things: 1. Falls asleep 2. Gets giddy and silly with fun. She tries to pretend she doesn’t worry about me. She rearranges items in other people’s homes. She’ll drive 6 hours to see me if I ask her to. She’s very adamant about her dislike for Jack Nicholson and Clint Eastwood. She’ll tell me I need to eat some steak because I look tired. She makes really good sugar drop cookies. She can read a book from cover to cover in just a few hours. She taught me the only way to fold a towel. She misses the kind of movies they made in the 1950s. She has an amazing green thumb. She throws tea parties and everyone comes. She says she doesn’t eat french fries and then she steals mine. She’s so beautiful. When I make a statement she doesn’t agree with she makes a little pout and says “hmp”. And while the list might not ever end, I love my Mom the most for being one of my best friends…