Today you, Little Mo, are not so little anymore. You are eleven years old. Eleven! Amazing.
You are one of the kindest and most compassionate people I know.
You are thoughtful, and enjoy doing nice things for others “just because”.
You are funniest when you’re not even trying, and know just how to make me laugh.
You understand the value of positivity actively seek to embrace it.
You have a quiet fierceness and determination that I admire and hope to have one day myself.
You have helped me become the person that I am today — a person who wants to do better.
You have given me reason to keep fighting when I’ve been at my lowest.
You are one of the best human beings I have ever had the privilege to know.
I feel so incredibly lucky that I get to be a part of your life. You inspire me daily.
I love you, Little Mo. Happy birthday.