Happy Birthday, Mama!
Seven years ago today, I called Mama to wish her a Happy Birthday and, as usual, we talked for hours. It was the last birthday we got to ‘celebrate’ together. Mama left us for her heavenly home the following April and there hasn’t been a day since that I haven’t thought about her and missed her. Today would have been her 78th birthday. Mama’s strength of character, her poise, wit and unconditional love live on within all those whose lives she touched. The photograph (circa 1951) is of Mama and me and was taken in California.
Happy Birthday, Mama. I miss you.