
I was watching the
Little Women, when suddenly the TV timer went off. It was already the part when the girls' father came home with Laurie. Instead of turning it back on, I just laid there in the dark, engaged in a past midnight contemplation, something I haven't done in a long while.
I wondered how to put a handful of somebody's life into meaningful words. And it's not just somebody, it's my mother. See, she was born 50 years ago today. But then, I decided to take things back into places and just want to wish her a sincere Happy Birthday, and another wish for me and my sister, that one day we could become better mothers than she was. Don't get me wrong, she is a terrific mother.
Happy birthday, Mama!