Today is my Mom’s birthday. If she were still alive she would be 79 years old today.
I have noticed that I am a lot like my Mom, both the good and the bad attributes. Fortunately she mostly had good attributes, so, you know, me too. Even though I may have been something of a disappointment as a kid, I think my Mom would be happy with who I am today.
My mom loved music, she loved animals, especially horses (at least in my memory), she loved literature. She wrote several short stories, many of them from her own life, which I must say was pretty interesting. One of her greatest literary contributions was a poem called “The Last Noelle.” Gee, I wonder who that one was about (tee hee hee).
Do you recognize that cute little girl? That’s right, it’s me (Noelle), age 17 months.
Happy birthday Mama, I love you.