Monthly Archives: January 2016

Happy Special Birthday

Today, a very special woman is celebrating a very special birthday.  Today, we’re celebrating my mother’s 85th birthday.  

 My mother, one of the toughest women I know, was born in Cowen, West Virginia, in 1931, during The Great Depression.  A coal miner’s daughter in every sense of the term, my mother has endured more than her fair share of hardship and heartache over the course of her lifetime.  But she has persevered.  
  
 
My mother and I have butted heads countless times over the years.  That’s what happens when you raise strong, independent daughters.  I asked her earlier this week, at what age did I finally stop being unlovable.  (It’s fair to say I was a challenge to parent.)   Without hesitation, my mother replied, “I always loved you.  I just put up with it and kept on.”  Her response took me by surprise and speaks volumes about a mother’s love.  Here’s wishing the happiest of birthdays to not only a wonderful mother, but a grandmother who’s an angel on earth to her grandchildren.  Love wins.  Always.    

     
    

A daughter is a mother’s gender partner, her closest ally in the family confederacy, an extension of her self.  And mothers are their daughters’ role model, their biological and emotional roadmap, the arbiter of all their relationships. ~Victoria Secunda