Friday, September 29, 2006

Ok, so my mother. Right. What to say. Well, she rocked. She was so smart. "Hey, Mom, what does requisite mean?"
"Use it in a sentence."
"Ok, now do you get it?"

"Mom, can I go skating tonight?"
"Sure, I'll clear with your father."

"Mom, can you handle this?"
"Of course"

And she did. She handled a man that suffered brain damage due to a bullet for 20 years. She handled 5 children, three of her own, for several years. She handled 3 kids that dropped out of school, moved out, moved in, moved out. She handled lending money to her kids without getting it back. She handled buying cars for her adult children. She handled the death of her husband and living with her daughter for 4 years. She beat achoholism. She saw her last grandchild born. She handled the dissapointment of having nothing left but the memories. I really thought she'd handle cancer. I really did.

So, yeah, she was great.

Peace. Happy birthday, Mom. I love you.

1 comment:

Frothmistress said...

Happy belated birthday to your mom. And I'm so happy she lives on in your heart.