I grew up with a mom that was tougher and more beautiful than Sarah Conner from Terminator. She rode a Harley. She could shoot better than most men. She was down right tough yet she was incredibly beautiful. When I was 9 she was in a serious car crash that left her mentally disabled the rest of her life. She died two medical deaths that day. Even death got the crap beat out of him. The doctors couldn’t explain why she was alive. It has been a long rode of recovery. She still fights every day to keep going. She has never lost her love for me in all her trails. I am one lucky son. I draw tonight’s heart for you mom you are the greatest.