Musings on ageing without too much trauma, from the porch of my 120 year old saltbox style house.
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Happy Birthday, Mom
Today is your birthday, Mom...you would have been 90. I will be 60 in a few months. I have outlived you by 12 years, you were only 48, I was almost 16 when you died. I hardly knew you. So many questions we could answer for each other if we could have one more conversation. I think I know what love is between a mother and her children. Somehow in the short time you spent with us, your 8 children, you gave us a family to value. We all still spend every Christmas together. We still care even though we live all over the U. S. I have ten incredible grandchildren and I have been given time to enjoy them. That was my dream, my wish, as a girl. I just wanted to see my girls grow up. Now getting to know my grandchildren is so sweet. I still miss you. I loved you so. Losing you was so hard. Happy Birthday to my dear Mother. Thanks for the songs you sang, for the cakes you baked, for the love you gave...you were never truly gone from me, you have lived on in my heart these many years.