Hasta La Ideas

Today is a bad day. I hate today. It’s been 18 years ago today that my mom passed away. 18 years is such a long time. If you really think about it. She has now been gone the exact amount of time that i knew her. I think about all the things she has missed in my life since her passing.

I am not a “everything happens for a reason”, type of guy. But on October 4th, 1994 my life changed and if 18 years ago I had written a note to myself… about my hopes and dreams. The person I would hope to become… I would have sold myself short. The person I actually became and the career I have today far surpasses what I would have hoped for myself 18 years ago. And i owe it all to her! She wanted better for me.

Here is the kicker! I would give it all up just to see her one more time. I just want to put my head in her lap, here her voice, hell i would even take a beating with the wooden spoon. I was a bad kid, and that was her weapon of choice.

So today is mothers day. Call your mom, tell her you love.