Mom

This is a Happy Birthday greeting to my mom-- though she will never read it. She leads a pretty simple life. She has never accessed the Internet. She does have a cell phone, but only uses it on occasion. I vaguely remember the days before pagers, cell phones, email and text-messaging. How did we ever communicate? Oh, yeah-- we wrote letters and called on land-line telephones.

Anyway, I have an incredible mom. Her whole life has been unselfish dedication to her family. I can't quite imagine how she did and still does it. It must come with motherhood.

My grandma used to tell my mother that she would never know how much she loved her until my mom had a daughter of her own. My mom has told me the same thing. I guess I'll have to take her word for it, because I won't know from personal experience. But as I have been working on my grandma's history, I've read things that she wrote about my mom that gives me a glimpse of how much grandma loved her, and perhaps how my mom feels about me too. Grandma would write how good mom was to her parents; that she hoped that one day she would find the happiness she was deserving of (she didn't marry until almost 30 years old); how excited she was to go visit when one of the babies were born; or how she looked forward to calling her on her birthday. Love is a good thing. Families are a good thing. Life is good!