As I sit here watching you sleep, and wondering if each breath will be your last, I imagine you doing the same after my stay in the NICU. The times we've shared in the nearly four decades of my life have not been "all flowers and sausages," but they helped shape who I am today, and I would not change a thing. Thank you for being a patient and loving mother and for never making good on your promise to "take [me] out," although I know there were times when I may have deserved it.
Also, thank you for being a thoughtful grand-mére (MéMé) to my kids in spite of the hundreds of miles that separate us. I wish you could have spent more quality time together in your "better" days, but I will make sure they remember the moments you shared.
I hope you are proud of the woman I have become and the wife and mother I strive to be. Miss ya madly <3
Kay Dub is a 38 year old stay at home mother of 3 fur babies, a preschooler and a toddler. An avid runner, marathon mom, fitness buff and triathlete in training, her most challenging goal is becoming a Proverbs 31 woman and "Wife After God".