MY MOM AND I WHEN I WAS FOUR MONTHS OLD
When I think about my Mom in my minds eye she is always young and vibrant. I see her the way she was for the many years I was her child, one among the many, but I was the first.
I was a big headed baby and she was in labor for over two days with me...or so the legend goes. I'm surprised she ever had any more children.
Triva about my Mom. Her nick name as a teenager and college student was "Turkey". I never understood this. All her pals called her this, and it mortified me as a kid! As most things about my parents did at the time. Now I realize that all her children were the luckiest kids in the world to have two of the best parents that ever lived.
I love you Mom and sorry for all the pain I caused you from 1969 - 1977.