I love my mom. She's absolutely crazy, but whose mom isn't? And whose mom isn't the first person to whom they go for advice or when the world is too much?

My childhood and college friend Bridget lost her mom a couple of weeks ago. Her mom was her world, and her best friend, and anyone who knew her knew that.

Last week, Bridget then became a mom. She has a daughter of her own, and I can't imagine what she is going through. And tomorrow is her birthday.

It's got to be almost too much. If not for Faith.