Today is my mama's birthday. Every time I see this commercial, I think of the endless hours she spent driving us kids around to ballet, volleyball, soccer, theater. Doctor's appointments, summer camp, play dates. Never did she complain about spending half of her life in the family station wagon. Then mini-van. Then SUV. Instead, she was sad when each of us got a driver's license and didn't need a chauffeur because she missed getting to be with us for that time every day.
She is the definition of a mom. The best kind. And she's mine.
Happy birthday, Mama!