...to send a happy birthday wish out to my mother.
Growing up, my mother was the smartest person I knew. I believed there was no bottom to the well of her knowledge. At 46, I still haven't found it. She went back to college shortly after I was born and her educational career shaped my childhood and was an inspiration to my own academic pursuits. To my mother I owe my love of writing and books. No small debt. My mother is and always has been her own woman. She does not stand by convention. She is a bit of a nomad and a minimalist; two traits I greatly admire.
Mom is making her seventies look like a piece of cake. I hope to follow in her footsteps.
Have a great day mom and I'll see you in September.
Growing up, my mother was the smartest person I knew. I believed there was no bottom to the well of her knowledge. At 46, I still haven't found it. She went back to college shortly after I was born and her educational career shaped my childhood and was an inspiration to my own academic pursuits. To my mother I owe my love of writing and books. No small debt. My mother is and always has been her own woman. She does not stand by convention. She is a bit of a nomad and a minimalist; two traits I greatly admire.
Mom is making her seventies look like a piece of cake. I hope to follow in her footsteps.
Have a great day mom and I'll see you in September.
3 comments:
Happy Birthday to your Mom!
Thanks so much, Sweetie. That tribute touched me deeply, more than you can know.
Have a great trip.
Love you,
Mom
What a lovely tribute to your mother. Both of you are so fortunate to have each other.
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