What’s a mother? When Mother's Day rolls around each year, I always ponder that.
I don’t know who or where I would be if a tall, beautiful lady hadn’t been hoping and longing for a baby for many years. Her husband took a lot of convincing, and her mother-in-law completely disapproved of the idea and tried to exercise her veto! Luckily, that instinct to mother overcame objections and two good-looking dark-haired people became the very excited parents of a very tiny six-month old babyl
Three years later, she spearheaded the adoption of a baby boy. Now, she was the mum of two kids and deliriously happy. Of course, kids being kids, we presented many challenges (code for bratty at times)
|Get your own fish!|
For the rest of her life, she would continue to dish out love, support and great food to her often challenging daughter and her son. Despite my desire to know where I ‘came from’ and if I had any siblings, my mother was the person who read me stories, dried my tears, made my favorite meal, invited my friends for homemade spaghetti back when that was exotic. Don't you love the boys in suits?
She gave me a wonderful warm home full of books which is probably the greatest gift a parent can give..
|She did her best to get me into hats for teas!|
We loved her to bits and so did her grandchildren. I have to say it was mutual: here’s mum (aka Gram) with Victoria 'a while back'.
Our mum and Victoria’s Gram lives on in our hearts and memories. Mother’s Day is always bittersweet for us.
Some of you have seen some of these photos before, but you can tell they're important to me.
Now it’s your turn: come by and talk about your mum or your adoption or anything else that's important to YOU on this topic.