You would think that a blog about the many ways that I love my Mama would be easy to write. Not so much this year. And it’s not because I don’t have new reasons to love and appreciate her. No, that’s not it. I think it’s because I do not feel that I have words to adequately describe how much she means to me.  So, I found myself typing and erasing and typing and erasing. But I have settled myself. And I am going to try my darndest to get this out of me. I love my mom like a fat kid loves cake. And I am a fat kid.…