What can you say about a woman who lives to celebrate her 100th Birthday? My mother influenced many people during her lifetime, including my sister and me, adopted when we were seven and nine years old. She already had one daughter at the time and fostered three other children before us.
Mom experienced more than her share of loss in life. Before she adopted us, she lost a child to a horseback riding accident. She worked as a nurse in World War II where she met and married my father. Unfortunately, my dad was paralyzed during the war and mom took care of him every day until he died in 1984.
My mother’s strength is born from life’s struggles and her deep faith in God. She never let challenging times get her down. In fact, she often stood firm in the face of difficulty. I am still amazed at the stories she told of sneaking food to her best friend locked in a U.S. Japanese internment camp during the war. There are more of mom’s life experiences, but far too many to share in this post.
Mom raised me to be the person I am today. In fact, I blame (credit) her for my stubborn nature. Her three daughters did not get away with much. Of course, we grew up in the 50s and 60s and parenting was more strict back then. Some might consider a swat on the backside with a paint-stick child abuse today. Whatever our violation—it never happened again!
Today was her day to celebrate one hundred years of life. She received a pile of Birthday cards from friends and relatives across the nation. Her assisted living home staff decorated her room with banners and balloons. Family, unable to visit because of COVID-19, created a video hug for her. Roses, cupcakes and even a fire department tooting horns and delivering more balloons are just the beginning of her celebration—and ours. What will we do to top this day next year?
Mom, we love and cherish you on your 100th Birthday!
*Photo by Gaelle Marcel on Unsplash