Tribute to MOTHER on the Occasion of her 90th Birthday

I can’t be with Mother today (3/11/2021) so I have decided to write the following words from my heart.

Most nights, just before I fall asleep, I give thanks privately for the blessings of the day-a litany that begins, “I give thanks for Mother and Dad, who gave me life and love…may she find peace during the final years of her life…”

Luckily, I grew up in a household where Mother’s profession was referred to as a “Homemaker” and whose responsibilities included caregiving for her husband and three sons: house keeper, house manager, cook, nurse, and all things domestic. Mother was superb!

Being her first born (she was only 21 years young), I now understand how she was able to complete all her work and still have time to play with her boys. I remember her sledding with us in the Winter, playing wiffle ball with us in the Summer, catching tadpoles with us in the Spring, and jumping in piles of leaves with us in the Fall.

Since a photo is “worth a thousand words”, I have compiled a “photologue” of Mother for your enjoyment.

Strutting "uptown" with her daddy at age 10

Sweet 16

With her Mother (my "Nannie")

On their Wedding Day (August 31, 1951) Mother was 20

Holding Simon, her first grandchild. She was 56.

With her granddaughters circa 2005

With her youngest son Adam circa 2013

Our Braves matriarch (age 88) at a Braves game in Atlanta

In her room during Christmas 2019

Now, on the occasion of her 90th birthday, I conclude by saying, “Mother, I love you! Thanks for 68 and a half years of loving and caring for me.”

Pat