Mother's Day 08 part 2

When I was a young girl, I never imagined myself as a mother. When my sisters and my cousins and I played house, I was always the Dad. I was sort of bookish / mad scientist / save the world girl (at least in my own head). My grandmother once told us kids about this thing she did as a young girl where she and her sister sat in a dark closet and lit a candle and looked into a jar of water in front of them with the candle behind them to see the man they would marry and lo and behold she saw my grandfather years before he showed up to be her husband. A miracle of sorts. Well, when I was a girl I didn't have any idea about the miracle that was coming my way and I felt like it was useless to climb into a closet to check what was coming. I didn't think anything was coming.

Then I met Phil. He had the bluest eyes and that was the first thing that I noticed about him. The eyes were followed by a wonderful smile. If ever there was love at first sight then it was love at first sight. He has been my friend and love ever since that day over 35 years ago.

And if that wasn't enough of the miraculous, after we got married, we started having children.

Well, God must really like me because he sent me 4 of his best creations. Good ones everyone. I know that on Mother's Day we're suppose to kiss the feet of the women who brought us through and if my Mom was here, I'd gladly do that, but I take this opportunity to mention my wonderul children. You make me what I am today, a better person for having known you.