Mother’s Day
A friend suggested honoring my mothers with a Mother’s Day post. Yes, I was fortunate to have two mothers. Margaret was my birth mother. In this photo she was about 23 years old; she passed three years later, very early in my life. Then, aunt Mary, my father’s older sister, became my mom. She passed last year at the age of 92; she’s 30 years old in this photo. These images are the closest in their ages I could find.
Although I did not know my birth mother, by all accounts from relatives, they both had a number of attributes in common. They were both nice quiet, mild mannered, loving, hard working, and religious mothers who were always ready to help others. Between them, they gave me more than I could ever repay. So, thank you both; I am so grateful for the values you left behind for me to follow.
Happy Mother’s Day.
