Part of me wanted to draw the blinds and shrink from all human contact today. Then I decided that would not be honoring my mom or my daughter on this Mother’s Day. Plus Hannah wouldn’t want me to wallow in self pity either. So here’s to my mommy, otherwise known as “Peg Peg” by all who know and love her.
My mom is a tuff bird who faces life with humor and spunk. She’s had some challenges in the last few years, but I admire the way she tries to see the good in everything. I wish I had her kindness and patience…and her cream puff recipe.
Hannah was Peggy’s first grandchild and they bonded like cement.
Most of her life folks would tell Hannah that she looked just like her daddy.
But we had a lot in common too.
The pictures below were taken exactly 25 years apart. 1964 & 1989. The one on the left is moi.
The only difference is I have brown eyes and Hannah’s eyes are green.
And Hannah and I spent a lot of time alone together when she was little.
Come to think of it…Jim took a bunch of long vacations to the Middle East in the early 1990s. Wonder wazzup with that?
My last mother’s day was bittersweet. Hannah was home recovering from an illness and we were so happy that she was under our roof again. She spent some mysterious hours in her room secretly making a beautiful present for me.
Sculpey clay is Play Doh for grown ups. She played with it for hours when she was girl, making animals, jewelry but mostly FOOD. She is a Burlingame after all.
Jim is taking me to brunch today to a restaurant in the country where we had one of our last meals out with Hannah. She loved it and I took a picture of her beaming over her salad.
I know it will be challenging to hold it together when the waiter wishes me a Happy Mother’s Day, but I’ll try hard to just smile and say “Thank You”.
So thank you Peg Peg for putting up with me for 53 years.
And thank you Hannah for 27 Mother’s Days with your sweet and beautiful self. I’ll see you again some day. I love you, The Mommymonster