Today is my Mom's birthday!
Happy Birthday, Mom!
I'm immediately thinking of a story right now. In high school, I used to play volleyball against the garage all the time. I was never a strong overhand server so I would practice that specifically. One time I served and the ball went right to the glass in the garage door, shattering it. I was so worried how much trouble I would be in. I went in to tell Mom and she just said, "Ok, go clean up the glass. Then we'll get the window replaced."
Yes, I was instructed to be more careful when playing against the garage in the future and I knew if I ever broke another window, there would be trouble, but she just handled my accident so calmly and didn't make me feel terrible. I'm grateful for that.