Today I celebrated Mother’s Day as a daughter, mother and grandmother. My son-in-lay invited four generations of women to lunch. My daughter and her two little daughters, 4 and 2, and my son’s daughter, 3, visiting from Chicago, my mother and myself.
Lunch was lovely. We ignored the spilled glass of orange juice, the I-don’t-like-it whining and the crumbles forming a hidden mess under the table.
It took fifteen minutes to sit the ladies for the picture of the century. Moving my mother and her walker to a strategic place, and then having her hold on the rail of the restaurant's entrance stairs wasn’t too difficult, but gathering three laughing, squealing and squirming little girls and having them stand still for two seconds was an enormous challenge. But the effort was worth the pain. The children are growing too fast and we don’t know how long we will be blessed with my mother’s presence.
Sometimes Mother’s Day is a difficult time. I know it is extremely difficult for my cousin who lost her mother’s a week ago. For her and her family, Mother’s Day consisted in a trip to the cemetery to deposit flowers on a new grave.
Enjoy your mothers and enjoy your day as a mother.
My mother left us two years later.
To honor her I wrote a romance novel called MOTHER'S DAY BABIES, a novel full of emotion and humor, and dedicated the book to “the mothers we celebrate on Mother’s Day and those we remember with love.”
I had two great models for my middle-aged heroine, my mother and mother-in-law. Both always spoke their own minds and distributed good advice whether you wanted them or not.
My mother-in-law was a funny person with a sharp wit.
My mother told us to always 'look your best'. She practiced what she preached. Mom professed that being nicely dressed, combed and jeweled helped her forget she was a very sick person. The assisted living residents complimented her and tried to follow her example. The staff admired her positive attitude.
Most of my books include a grandmother among the characters. Depending on the setting of my stories, the children call her grandma, abuelita, nonna, yaya, or baboushka, but the grandmothers in my various novels have a lot in common.
Like my mother and my mother-in-law, they adore their grandchildren, cook delicious meals, and often meddle in their children’s life —for the children’s good, of course. They are strong women who have encountered their shares of problems and learned life’s lessons from personal experience. They are also generous mothers who would go out of their ways for their families.
This book is my contribution to a box of mostly sweet romances, LOVE BLOOMS ON MAIN STREET.
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A lovely photo--so glad you were able to get it. I wish my mom had lived to see her first grandchild.
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ReplyDeleteLove the photo. You are so fortunate to have a picture of four generations together.
ReplyDeleteThis picture is very precious to my heart.
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