Dear mom,
No greater gift than you, love.
1 Corinthians 13: 4–7.
You are patient, kind, without envy. You are not boastful or arrogant. You are not ill-mannered, nor do you seek your own interest. You overcome anger and forget offenses. You do not delight in wrong, but rejoice in truth. You excuse everything, believe all things, hope all things and endure all things.
It’s a challenge remembering the last time you’ve treated yourself. Whenever the opportunity arises, you always include dad and I. It’s transparent that the moment you said ‘I do’, you were ready for all the sacrifices and commitments that were associated.
Though you’ve never stated it, we recognize that everything you do, is for our family. I may never be able to repay you for all that you have done, so my prayer is that God continues to overflow your cup. You deserve it!

My mother, the perfect balance.
Ecclesiastes 3: 1–8
When thinking of you, the concept of balance comes to mind. You know, that even distribution of weight that enables one to remain steady and upright. At home, you always ensure there is just as much:
work as there is play;
responsibility as there is reward;
accountability as there is freedom.
I admire your relationship with God: using Him as your foundation in all aspects of your life. I admire your ability to recognize that there is a season for everything and your ability to stand steady and upright despite what life brings at you. Open your arms, more blessings are on the way!

To my dad,
Nothing you do goes unnoticed. Thank you for holding down the fort while mom is in Tobago. Today is her day, but you deserve recognition for filling her shoes when required.
