(Once again, this is a personal letter from Elder Eastwood to me for my birthday. It’s not supposed to have been posted here, I believe, but until he realizes it is here, this will remain here. Haha. – Kumi Eastwood)
Hey, Mom! Happy Birthday!
Roses are red, Violets are purple, Nothing rhymes w/ purple… Tomatoes. But you’re still the best!
Mom, I love you so much. You have done everything you could possibly do for me over the years, and I appreciate you more than you know. You may doubt it at times, but you’re absolutely the best mother ever. I love everything about you, and you have been such an example to me at every turn. I hope that my future wife (whoever that is) will be as great at being a mother as you are.
Happy birthday, Mom. I’ll see you soon.