This is a photo of my mom when she was only 17 years old.
She married my dad at that young age. Can you imagine?!
And would you look at this photo of them! I was sorting out old pictures when I was visiting my mom after my dad had died. It’s so strange to see them as the young lovers that they were. My aunts told me that my dad was so in love with my mother that he walked around for days, all moon-eyed and swooning.
My mom is 83 years old and life is not so easy for her. She is extremely stubborn and independent and it’s hard for her to ask for help. Sometimes this gets her into predicaments which cause my sisters and I to implore her to use her cane and not go down the basement stairs.
I worry about her every day and I so admire her determination to deal with all the crazy blows that life sends her way. She doesn’t complain…never demands…she just does what she can each day and has gratitude. In other words…she’s a “glass half full” kind of person. And aside from going up and down the basement stairs, she’s pretty sensible, too!
Happy Mother’s Day mom.