Happy month, mom
You make every awakening your best mountain pass.
With pampering and advice you make PR in love.
You accompany me when I need a domestique and I follow you when I need someone to give me a ride.
For me, you make your life a marathon.
From the first kilometer you give your best, you don't shy away from the hills and you celebrate with me when the road becomes flat.
You carry your worries, tiredness and late nights on your legs, yet you always leave it all on the asphalt.
You make your home the best energy recharging point.
You launch yourself into the sea of life with full strokes.
Your flavors taste like a conquered port, like a trophy raised in the wind, like a smile after the race.
Having your heart is like reaching the goal, looking up and finding that medal that I will always want to receive: your hug.
Happy month, mom.
Cristian Marín - Alternating Current