On Mother's Day we make a special attempt to honor our mothers with cards, presents, and maybe a special meal in a restaurant. But, what are the special memories that the thought of Mother brings to mind. When I think of mine, I remember Saturday afternoon at our house with the Opera from the Met on the radio, and Monday night Novenas after dinner at Morrison's cafeteria, just the two of us. I remember Mom's great singing voice, and her beautiful calves, shaped by wearing high heels at work each day. I remember her in a mini skirt in the 70's and her hair in a French twist. I remember wonderful recipes she whipped up and still does. I can only hope that my children come up with half as many fond memories of me as I have of my Mother. For her I am grateful.
Happy Mother's Day, Mom.
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