Mom,

I know full-well you can't read this. At all. In the name of Guadalupe and all else that is holy, you can't even figure out what email is and how on earth something I send you (if I could) would possibly show up in a little electrical box. Instantaneously.

And though I've called you already to let you know exactly how wonderfully ecstatic I am, I just need to say: CONGRATULATIONS!

Generally speaking, I'm not crazy about the idea for myself. I'm just not the kind to do so. At least not any time soon. Maybe never. And really, I'm completely ok with that. Emotionally, you and I are so much alike yet polar opposites. I understand its often difficult for you to open yourself up to people, given your past experiences. Even though yours and mine are quite similar, we've handled them a little differently. Difficult for me to trust others, yet in the end, I bring in those few I know can change my life for the better.

You often push people in a direction they never intended to go citing "I'm just not ready." They often leave unwillingly and still completely enamoured with you. But still, you push.

Ever since Mike died, its been hard for you to find a connection with someone like you did with him. While he can never be replaced (and neither can your memories of him), you still managed to (accidentally) find a deep connection with someone you've grown to trust and love. Openly and honestly. No bullshit. No reservations. You jump in eyes wide open knowing full well you're not sure where it would take you. But the majority of you doesn't really care.

You and I have finally become more alike than ever.

Congratulations on everything in life thus far. As with all things, there will be pain (and you know this better than most) and you should be ready to understand and accept it willingly..and I promise you, with it will come growth.

I hope your life with him is full of wisdom, growth, love, learning, and complete and utter joy.

You go, mom!