Mama Mia

April 29th, 1959 my mom was born. Just want to wish her a most happy day! I love my mom dearly, even though we have had our rough patches, it has always been the two of us as a team. My dad died when I was a wee babe, and it was just the two of us for a while. I don't remember those days very well, but I have always felt a special bond with her that can't be broken no matter how much we used to fight, or how far away we are from each other. My mom has taught me so much from:
1. how tobe a germphob/ hypochondriac  diagnose most diseases
2.ski (one of my most prized skills)
3.not be a sissy-she always pushed me to not be a baby, sort of suck it up and do it...I can't explain it
4. be an excellent traveler
5. learn to go to st george more times than any person should in their life.
6. Be accepting to others no matter how different they are.
7. Be nice to everyone and include them. She hated catty girls and drama, and she did a great job to keep that out of me.
8. That health is a priority, good diet and exercise is essential.
9. That her name is written on my forehead, and that represent her when I am out. (this was her usual speech before a birthday pary or slumber party to try and keep me from being too crazy).
10. Vacuuming can be theraputic, and a scrubbing a toilet can brighten any day.
11. That keeping close to Christ, will always bring happiness. No matter how hard life gets he will always be your constant, and that you can always turn to him.

3 generations

Ski day

Central Park

Lunch in NYC

Now my mom didn't teach me how to cook, or give me excellent fashion tips, like telling me that it is NOT ok to wear socks with doc martin sandals, but I love her all the same. To another 53+years Rae Bud! Love you!