HAPPY BIRTHDAY
Today, August 18th, is a very special day to me because that is the day God chose to give the breath of life to my mother.
He gave to the world a girl who loved the United States of America where she was born. He created a young lady who skated on the river in Mass., attended school there & worked in the city. He presented her to us as our dear mother who we all loved very, very much.
I remember her grace, her wit, her intelligence, her beauty, her common sense and of course, her talent. Her fingers would fly over the keys of her organ and piano and her voice was as sweet as any bird in the sky. She was proud to be our choir leader and church organist for many years.
My mother washed our clothes in an old tub with no running water and hung them out to dry year-round. She baked bread every day for us; she never took a nap or a rest. Mum worked 24/7, 365 days a year for her husband and eight children. She never held an outside job or drove a car but she was indispensable & irreplaceable as our mum.
I used to look forward all year long to my annual Nova Scotia vacation for one reason alone......to spend time with my mother in Barrington, in the house where I was born. I always tried to be there by August 18th and surprise her with a home-made birthday cake, made by Vi Richardson.
We'd play scrabble almost every afternoon while I was home and that's when we had our private chats. She had a wonderful sense of humour, she was easy to love. Her laughter was contagious, her eyes seemed to look right through me, her smile lit the darkness in our world.
I miss her as much today as I did after her death at the age of 72 in 1979. She never knew I had a son as he was born after her untimely death. How she loved all of her grandchildren! I have wished many, many times that I could go to her with my failures and my successes. But God gave her to me for 31 years and I'm grateful He did.
I love you, Mum; happy birthday!
He gave to the world a girl who loved the United States of America where she was born. He created a young lady who skated on the river in Mass., attended school there & worked in the city. He presented her to us as our dear mother who we all loved very, very much.
I remember her grace, her wit, her intelligence, her beauty, her common sense and of course, her talent. Her fingers would fly over the keys of her organ and piano and her voice was as sweet as any bird in the sky. She was proud to be our choir leader and church organist for many years.
My mother washed our clothes in an old tub with no running water and hung them out to dry year-round. She baked bread every day for us; she never took a nap or a rest. Mum worked 24/7, 365 days a year for her husband and eight children. She never held an outside job or drove a car but she was indispensable & irreplaceable as our mum.
I used to look forward all year long to my annual Nova Scotia vacation for one reason alone......to spend time with my mother in Barrington, in the house where I was born. I always tried to be there by August 18th and surprise her with a home-made birthday cake, made by Vi Richardson.
We'd play scrabble almost every afternoon while I was home and that's when we had our private chats. She had a wonderful sense of humour, she was easy to love. Her laughter was contagious, her eyes seemed to look right through me, her smile lit the darkness in our world.
I miss her as much today as I did after her death at the age of 72 in 1979. She never knew I had a son as he was born after her untimely death. How she loved all of her grandchildren! I have wished many, many times that I could go to her with my failures and my successes. But God gave her to me for 31 years and I'm grateful He did.
I love you, Mum; happy birthday!
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