Every year on my birthday I wake up with a special kind of spunk. It's my favorite day of the year, and although it seems selfish, I think it's fair for all of us to spend a day appreciating ourselves and thinking about the accomplishments of the past year, set some goals for the next year. Get all excited about birthday cake, why not?

I give my mom credit for making this such a special day, because without fail, each year, she made me feel like the most special person in the world on that day. From the moment I woke up, everything was extra special, with regular check-ins throughout the day to make sure I was having the best day ever. Throughout the day, she would share different stories from my childhood that make her smile when I lived at home, and to this day as an adult she still texts me throughout the day and sends me photos to build it up. She's generally so excited about life, and I think she gets pretty amped to think about the crazy lives she's brought into this world in myself and my siblings :) My mom is unlimited love, hugs, and kisses, and she goes blowout on my birthday, always has.

As time goes on I try to reverse the recognition, because my birthday's also the day my mom did something pretty amazing; she began on a journey of discovering unconditional love for a new creature (hey, that's me!). It's important to remind those with impact in our lives that we're grateful; we let positive reinforcement go by the wayside too often, I think.