Today was/is my Mom's birthday. She always said she was unlucky since she was born on Friday the 13th. She would never let us tell anyone that, because that meant that they would know how old she was (assuming they would even care enough to figure it out!!).
I loved my Mom. So very much. When I think back today, on her and her life , all I can do is admire her. She had 7 kids. 12 yrs between us. And my father was a SOB on good days. She put up with so much from all of us over the years and never once bailed. Oh, she had her flaws, but let me tell you this....not one of us was an angel. Nopey, not one of us. I miss her so, even though she's been gone for what seems like a century. As my life goes on I realize how much I really did love her.
She has company in heaven now. My friend Enza is up there and I can see the two of them laughing their butts off pointing at me....She must be in heaven. She had enough hell here on earth.
Happy Birthday Mom, I love you