Join the retirement party

Today is my mom’s last day of work. For, like, ever if she wants. She has spent the last bit of time at her job frantically training a new person to be as awesome as she is. No matter how well my mom does at training this new person there is no replacing her. That office, like many offices before it, has considered my mom and her work to be stellar, relied on her to be their right-hand (wo!)man, and looked to her as a very valuable resource. Because she is.

She is my hero. My inspiration. My role model. And she just has that effortless ability of being other people’s hero, inspiration, and role model too.

And I cannot wait for her to get to sleep in until noon Monday while the office melts down without her. And I cannot wait for her to get to spend as much time as she wants visiting her children and grandchildren across the country. And I cannot wait for her to do whatever she feels in her heart is her next chapter of her greatness.

We love you, Mom. Happy last day!

(And I promise to update you on Ripley a little later today. <3

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Congratulation, Poppy’s Mom!

Wow, I just realized that even decades from now, people will probably still be referring to me as “Devin’s Mom” or “Emma’s Mom”. They really should give you a copy of your birth certificate when you have kids so you can make the change official.