For Moma, turning 30
Starting from where I have always started. With how much I love you.
You are Moma. Strong, beautiful, caring, sharp, and impossible to hold inside a single sentence. This page is only here to remind you, gently, of the woman you are.
Hold this in your heart
Moma, you carry a kind of presence that cannot be ignored.
You have a way of making everything feel fuller, warmer, and more alive just by being yourself.
The names my heart reaches for
I love that you are you, Moma. Everything about you, and everything that comes from you, has a permanent place in my heart.
From the first night
One drink became a film, the film became banter, and somehow the night kept asking for more time with you. You have always had that effect on ordinary moments. You turn them into something worth keeping.