|Mom's Daddy, Mom and her sisters...|
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It wouldn’t be polite to tell you my mother’s age, although she is a spry 83 years young. She continues to do volunteer work at the hospital, is prominent in the up-start of a new church in her community, and is an active member of the Ladies Red Hat Society. My mom walks a couple miles daily, golfs and carries on her gardening duties.
I’m proud to say not only does she lead an active life but her mind is alert as well by keeping up with the times and maneuvering her way around a computer. She connects with pen pals from all over the world via Facebook and e-mail in addition to being a frequent gamer on Words with Friends.
|Mom and her dogs....|
Her life has been anything but tranquil raising five children as a single parent, surviving years of abuse with three marriages filled with domestic violence and void of emotional provisions. The collection of viciousness in her life created a great divide between my mother and me, although my desire to feel her pride in me as a daughter was all-encompassing as a child.
Fast forward to the present where wisdom, understanding and forgiveness collide. My core erupts with adoration for the life she continues to lead; strength and determination her luggage. My heart bursts with love for my mother for the life she has endured yet greets with such exuberance.
|Me with my Mom and son, Nicholas (Nov., 2011)|
So on this day, I extend the most extraordinary public acknowledgement I can beckon-
Happy Birthday Mommy! I love you THIS much….