Okay, now we are going to split hairs. My mom and I share the same birthday. Which was yesterday. Yeah! We have decided not to talk about numbers. They just make us both…uh..happy to be alive. Yes. We’ll go with that.
But, TECHNICALLY, my mom’s birthday is today. Her birth certificate says so. Her tombstone says so. (That one kind of irked me, but, hey it’s not my tombstone.) As she grew up, she asked her mom about the discrepancy between when her mom said she was born and her birth certificate. Her mom’s response? “Don’t you think I know when I had a baby?” Enough said. Any of you who have given birth can relate to that. So, apparently, legally her birthday is today. And technically, I’m not late in wishing her a Happy Birthday.
My mom is the greatest. I didn’t always think so. I think all kids go through the “my mom doesn’t know anything about being my age” stage. I am sure I have that to look forward to. What’s so great about my mom? I truly don’t have the space to tell you all the wonderful things about her. Number one great thing about my mom: Sense of humor. This woman is hilarious! Many people say that we are alike, and I take great pride in that. Also great about my mom: She always has time to listen to me whine, complain, and just outright vent. I will admit that I had to teach her how to listen to someone vent. She’s always wanted to help solve the problems I have, and sometimes I just needed to, well, you know, vent. That’s another cool thing about my mom: She’s willing to learn stuff from me! She’s not close-minded. I hope I’m that way when I’m her age. She’s learned a lot about the computer and the internet. She’s even got a laptop! Rockin’!
We have a great time together, my mom and me. I’ve often called her up and asked her to come over. Just to talk. I know plenty of friends who aren’t that lucky. We talk to each other every day. We live less than 2 miles away from each other, but somehow, unlike Ray Barone, we have made it work. I’ve always said that the benefits far outweigh the downsides.
Oh, and she’s a fantastic grandmother! My kids feel about her the way I did her mom. She always has time to listen to them, too. Like a real person. Not a grandma.
So, Happy Birthday MOM! I hope to someday be to my daughter all that you have been to me!