I want to write a short personal letter on here because today is an extraordinary celebration for someone that is so dear to me and that is none other than my own mother, Brenda Sullivan! Today is her 58th birthday; I mean 30th birthday. Wait that doesn’t sound right because that would make her 3 years younger than me, and if that were the case, I wouldn’t be writing this letter. Ok, let’s say 35th, and I am just 2 years old toddler writing this. There is nothing that my mother doesn’t deserve; she deserves everything and more that I could ever possibly give her or anyone could. My mother is my world, my rock, my best friend, and my everything. Yes, I am a mom’s boy, and I am darned proud of that to say that! Nothing will ever take that away from me, not even my last breath and after. She always makes everything better in this world, and nobody can ever imagine how much she has gone through except God and me. It is beyond anyone’s imagination, and she is beyond everything to me. Even though she is my mother, she is my best friend, and not only that, and she also takes every other role that she is best at. There is no measure, size, even…