By: Trace B. Johnson ’26

My Mama

I love my mama. Ever since my first memory to every morning when I call her and hear her voice, I feel wrapped in love. I love everything about my mama, her smile, her beautiful deep blue eyes, her love for sports and our family. I’ll always cherish the warmth of her hugs and the way she makes me feel at home. There is no other person on earth like my mama, there is not a single person I look up to, respect, or love more. She has taught me to be me and I will love her forever.