Mom’s Birthday<< All Articles
Yesterday when I woke I remembered that it was my mother’s birthday. It’s hard to believe that it’s been nine years since she died. I was blessed to have a good mother. I learned a lot about life from my mother; we all do, I suppose. Mom was a beautiful woman who took pride in her appearance. I don’t think she weighed more than a hundred and ten pounds in her entire life. I recently read a ditty that said: Mirror, mirror on the wall, I am my mother after all. I smiled when I saw that and thought, “I should be so lucky.”
My beautiful mother with my father.