“A long, long, long time ago…” well I guess not too long ago (sorry mom!) Anyways think May 16, 1964, in a teeny tiny town your geography teacher even hasn't heard of also known as Brunswick, Nebraska, population 254. My mom was born; population 255. Ann Marie Todd is my mom. Like you, my mom is, well my mom, but also one of my greatest inspirations, and my friend. Five feet and two inches while they sound like the height of your sixth grade sister, but this height makes Ann very approachable and not threatening. My mom’s eyes are bright and happy, a unique shade of blue, warm and soft like an autumn's day, not piercing cold like ice. Her hair is yellow like the sand we dug our toes through, in Mexico. No matter what your situation is just one look at Ann’s smile will bring a feeling that'll just make you grin from the inside out.
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Make the wrong left? “Don't turn around.” my mom would say. You might find something you never knew that was down that turn. At an amusement park? Don't forget a ticket for my mom! She’ll ride any coaster that you ride maybe even more! My mom is there when I least expect her to be, but always in the right time. When you're needing a friend she’ll be there, when you're needing a laugh she'll give to you. Ann is more determined than a mule, more adventurous than a pirate, compassionate and warm hearted like a
Make the wrong left? “Don't turn around.” my mom would say. You might find something you never knew that was down that turn. At an amusement park? Don't forget a ticket for my mom! She’ll ride any coaster that you ride maybe even more! My mom is there when I least expect her to be, but always in the right time. When you're needing a friend she’ll be there, when you're needing a laugh she'll give to you. Ann is more determined than a mule, more adventurous than a pirate, compassionate and warm hearted like a