My mom is the kind of woman you'd want as your best friend, she's a free spirit, a lover of life, travel, yoga and family. Once, when I was about 13, I was at a friend's house for dinner, her mom went around the table and told each of her 3 daughters what she thought they should be when they grew up ("I think you'd make a wonderful nurse", etc.., she said). I went home that night and asked my mom what she thought I should be and her only answer was "happy". I was so frustrated, I stormed out (I was thirTEEN, keep that in mind), all I wanted was a literal answer. I came back to ask again, this time giving examples (a fashion designer? ballerina? photographer?), but still her answer remained, "happy". I think about this all the time for some reason now, about how simple that word is but how it's also the most important, really. Thank you, mom, for the life lessons that have brought me to where I am now, I love you.