The Most Beautiful Woman In the World

August 8th,

This was the day where the most beautiful woman in the world was born. My mother, Barbara, grew up in Philadelphia. She joined the Air Force after high school where she met the 2nd most handsome man in the world, my father, Rafael. Years later a legend was born. My mother from the day I was born has been my number one fan. I want to share with you all a few stories about me and my mother.

When I was very very young, crawling around the house, I crawled a little too close to my dad's stereo system and my dads gut reaction was to shout "Buddy! No!!". Upon hearing this, me being the pain in the ass that I am, I held my breath. Literally held my breathe. I turned purple and passed out haha. My mother runs in the room and says "OMG you killed my son" hahahaha. Turns out that after a trip to the doctor what I had done was described as  "perfectly normal". After that, my mother had to warn baby sitters that I may just randomly hold my breath, turn purple, and pass out and that it was "perfectly normal".  My mothers love for me has never wavered and because of it, my mother has always been a rock in my life.

A few years go by and my mothers love for me would be tested again. My sister, who is 5 years older than me, was learning how to do simple math. Her teacher gave her little black beans to help her add and subtract and things of that nature. For me, the black beans meant way more..... They were a way to make my mothers life just a little more complicated haha. I stuck these counting beans up my nose, because that just made a lot of sense at the time haha. My mother took me to the doctor as soon as she realized what had happened. We get to the office and I start playing with all the neat trains in the lobby. I'm having a blast right. Then they call me into the doctors office and remove the beans from my nose. So now that the problem was solved my mom wants to head home but me, I'm not done with those trains. However, I am a child, so my mother brings me home right. The next day, my mother comes out to me and sees black snot coming out of my nose. She asked me what in the world I stuck another bean up my nose for. My response..... "I wanted to play with the toys". Yes ladies and gentlemen, I stuck a black bean up my nose so my mother would have to take me back to the doctor so I could play with the cool ass trains and shit. My mother being the woman she is, took me to the doctor and got the bean removed for the second time haha. She then went back to the house and showed me how much fun I could have with my own toys instead of going to the doctor.

When I was in elementary school my mother was working for the church of the school I was attending. The lunch room was right by her office. Quite often I would go say hello to my mom. Her face would just light up. She was just so excited to see her baby boy. My friends were so surprised by how close me and my mother were and to this day that is a common theme. I am forever thankful for how my mother treated me growing up.

It wouldn't be a post about me and my mother without mentioning the Philadelphia Eagles. Although my dad was the one who got me into football, it was my mothers love for her hometown of Philadelphia that turned me into the football maniac I am today. Me and my mother would watch every game together. We would sing the eagles fight song after every touchdown. Pure joy. I wouldn't trade an eagles game with my mom for anything in the world. Those many Sunday afternoons spent together allowed us to connect even though we are very very different people. On Sundays, we are one in the same, we are Eagles. When I went off to college I had to watch Eagles games without her. So we decided that every time the Eagles would score we would call each other and sing the eagles fight song together. So that's what we did, for 7 years while I was in school. I would be at a bar with my friends and as soon as that green jersey crossed into the end zone I'd grab my phone and we would sing our hearts out. It is really an indescribable feeling, I am so blessed to have a mother like the one that I have.

My Favorite Mom Memory:
2 Years ago, my mother and I took a trip. We went to Philadelphia. My mother arranged a big family reunion with my uncles and cousins and all of her aunts and uncles and cousins. It was absolutely amazing. The next day my mother and I went to mass at a church she went to as a child. That was such a neat experience. We then went to Wawa, got hoagies, and went to our first home Eagles game. The Eagles sucked ass and we got killed by the Bucs of all teams, but let me tell you.... That afternoon was one of the best days of my life. Me and Momma didn't get to sing a whole bunch, but sitting there in the cold weather, drinking, sharing this adventure with the most loving woman I've ever met.... What an experience.

My mother is not just the mother of me, my brother, and my sister. All of friends gravitated towards my family, because of the love. One of my best friends Keith told me that my mother was the first person outside of his family to tell him that she loved him. My mother is everyone's biggest cheerleader. She sees the joy in peoples faces and thrives off it, going out of her way at any chance just to make others happy. My mother loves unconditionally. If I was a complete shithead, my mother would still love me to pieces. I think me being the person that I am has definitely allowed us to get closer, but that person, was sculpted by my mother. All of the positive energy that I try to give to the world, all of the love I show people from all walks of life, all social circles.... thats my moms love.

I have the greatest mother in the world, and I couldn't be more thankful. My mother loves me so much I even convinced her to read Harry Potter (she took the sorting hat quiz too, shes a Gryffindor . She just saw how my eyes lit up when I talked about it with her and she was obliged to read it. She knew how happy it would make me. So she read the first book and we watched the first movie together. That's my mom

Full of love, with a side of philly. My mom is the most beautiful woman in the world and I thank God everyday for blessing me with a mother who not only nurtured me, but taught me so much about how people are supposed to be treated. She has had a ripple effect on thousands of people. We are all thankful Momma

I love you so much Momma

Chris, Heir of Slytherin

"Fly Eagles Fly, on the road to victory. Fly Eagles Fly, score a touchdown 1-2-3! Hit em low, hit em high and watch them Eagles fly! Fly Eagles Fly, on the road to victory!! E-A-G-L-E-S EAGLES"