I’ve written before about how young my father was when he died, now I can only hope that I have the longevity from my mother… she celebrated her 93rd birthday yesterday.
It’s been interesting seeing her going through the many changes in life that have been the past 30 years. From being a work-at-home mother who cooked meals for some of the single factory workers to being a factory worker herself and then marrying again and ultimately burying another husband. And living on her own, in her own house, doing things her way.
“So… happy birthday mom! I think the next milestone will be “95”.
|Oma’s 90th birthday party|