to you my nora,

You are the example I use in life for always finding the bright side. My real life Pollyanna. You could take any situation and make it a fun memory. You are a good mom and you only care about the things that actually matter. I don’t remember a moment where you were silent, but I also don’t remember a moment where I didn’t feel heard by you. Please keep yelling at exes, doctors, and skool aid. You’re a fighter through and through and I am honored to have gotten to call you my friend. Thank you for being so fucking authentically Nora.

You’re a cool kid, and I love you.

PS: Please forever let me be remembered as Dance Battle Aunt Lindsey.

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