Here we are--Mom and me.
She is a part of so many of my memories.
I remember shopping together one day in St. Charles, Illinois. I was pushing one year old Nat in the stroller, walking with mom, when a woman stopped and asked mom if the baby was hers..she acted rather offended and said she was the grandmother!
I was 24 and mom was 50--she looked younger.
Once we were on the train heading into Chicago for the day when I was 16 and she was 42. The conductor was paying a lot of attention to us and I in my youthful fantasies thought it was me that was drawing his interest--it was not, it was my lovely mother..always so young and happy.
We were very different and did not always get along--
I could be gloomily introverted and mom was the happy extrovert.
I guess it took quite a few years for mom and me to love to be together.
After our first four children were born she and dad were finally ready to accept being grandparents--1980.
Mom was 58 and I was 32.
Now 32 years have passed and mom will be 90 this year and you can guess what age I will be!
I have often told my husband how I wish I had been a better daughter--he tells me that I am being a good daughter now.
For three years Mom and Dad have been here at Sutter Living Center--their minds fading away. Mom is still the happy extrovert and I have happily escaped the sad fate of the gloomy introvert.
I wish we could reminisce together, my mother and me--
I look into her eyes and I see myself for she is forever a part of me.
I love you, mother dear.
HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY
