June in March
We are celebrating with another blessed day together and dinner of shrimp cocktails, homemade ricotta-gnocchi and carrot cake! Mom prefers to stay home, surrounded by views of our lingering winter and the ever-pleasurable antics and unconditional love of our five kitty-boys.
Many of you know that she is a talented artist, as I have shared her paintings here before.
And, so, that is how I celebrate her 85th birthday with those of you who have wandered this way.
Once upon a time
I planned to be an artist
or celebrity.
A song I thought to write one day
and all the world with homage pay.
I longed to write a noble book,
but what I did–
was learn to cook.
For life with simple tasks is filled,
and I have done not what
I willed!
Written by my mom, June, in her journal, 1985
Her poem speaks to the sacrifices I know she has made, but does not do justice to the fullness, intelligence, creativity and importance of her life.
You can discover a little more about my mom through two short stories I’ve written based on her childhood memories. She is a wealth of fascinating memories, which I’m sure will continue to inspire me, especially as I know how much it means to her when they do. The Snow White Gift and The Library Next Door are available in Kindle editions Remember you don’t need a Kindle device to read them – there’s an app for that!
Click here for information about The Snow White Gift and The Library Next Door.
“It take a long time to become young” -Pablo Picasso
Happy Birthday, Mom!
You are certainly 85 years young!
