I just celebrated turning 'a quarter of a century' old. Let me take you back to that January day 25 years ago.. I was born on the day the space shuttle blew up. My poor mom. As if labor wasn't stressful enough, she watched the space shuttle blow to pieces hours before giving birth. My birth was not an easy one (so I hear). I was born via emergency c-section with no heart rate and my mom's life was also endangered. By God's sweet grace, we both made it through. My momma is an incredible woman. So strong and courageous. After having my own child I have come to believe that birthdays should be about the mom. All that it takes to get a little one here and that birth day takes everything that's within you to make it through. Can I get an amen from all my mom friends? I love you momma. Thank you for all you have ever done for me, your love and devotion towards me has shaped me into the woman I am today. And really, can you believe your baby is 25? I can't. So