January 5, 1961, the world was so gracefully blessed with your presence.

On October 11th, 2024 the world lost one of its most precious souls.

The title of this poem was a term not only stated by you but by many others, too.

I’ve always known it. To be true.

Especially by how we used to bump heads too.  By being so much alike.

But you embedded me with the tenacity always to put up a fight.

Even though it wasn’t always peaches and cream.

The love we shared was always more than it seemed.

My love for the culinary arts started with you in the kitchen making magic.

You also embedded that food is love… The main reason it’s one of my passions.

You’re the strongest human I know.

You’ve always done everything you could to water me and make sure I grow.

With everything in me………  I will make sure this world knows…..

That you are everything… over and over and over…. I love you forever Mommy!!!

Spitting image of my father… But have your ways….