If you ask my parents to describe me, the word "stubborn" would certainly be among their descriptors. I was a heck of a child to deal with growing up! (and sometimes still) But, the older I get, the more I appreciate my stubbornness...and the more I appreciate my parents.
Thank you for letting me be stubborn, Mom.
By letting me be stubborn...I grew up to be strong.
I couldn't have made it through the last year and half without that strength. Or without you by my side.
I love you!
(and let's be honest, you really didn't stand a chance trying to undo my stubbornness.)