My Mom is a Keeper

I am not sure why some people cry when they are overwhelmed with joy, but I am one of those people. I get cold chills all over my body and it feels like I get goose bumps on my face and tears well up in my eyes. Every single time my dad told me about the day I was born and how he cried tears of joy he would cry. Then he would say "tears of joy, baby girl, tears of joy" even when I was in my 30's. My mom still calls me baby girl. I like it.

Why am I writing about tears of joy again? I'll tell you why. My life is so full of joy right now, it seems I have been crying tears of joy everyday. I just had a wonderful text exchange with my mom and I am so grateful for her love and support.

I don't know how many of you know this or not, but when I was born my mom and dad decided to name me Angela Rene, which by the way I am very grateful for, because I understand at one point Olga was on the table. My dad thought it was a strong name. Thank you Mom for dissuading him from that option. Let me just say, Whew!! Anyway, I never ever went by Angela. I have been Angel my whole life and I have always wanted to change it legally to Angel. So, guess what I did. Keri printed off the forms and I drove myself out to the courthouse and filed a petition to change my name. I can not tell you how good it feels.

I didn't know exactly how my mom would take it. I told her I was going to do it maybe a year or so ago and she seemed ok with it, but today when I told her via text that I had actually gone to the courthouse, her response was, "no problem, does one letter change my baby girl? I think not. I understand.... let nothing stand in your way". My response to that was this, "Nothing will. My path has been cleared". I love that momma of mine. She's a keeper. So I think I will. Keep her that is. :)