On this special day, 69 years ago my grandmother gave birth to her last child a baby girl who she named Nancy. This little girl grew up her daddy's spoiled little girl. My grandmother really showered love on her. Later, she met and married my father and I was the third of their children and her little baby girl.
My mother and I have had a typical mother~daughter relationship when I was growing up. Like all kids, there were good and bad moments but one thing was very different in my childhood which I only now realize as an adult. My parents very much encouraged my creativity. They allowed me to try anything I set my heart at with my hobbies. It has turned me into the person I have become. They also taught me to strive always to be truthful in life. I also developed my sense of humor from my family.
I remember a conversation I had with my mother when I was about 16. She told me that I would regret wanting to grow up too fast and would wish for the day when I was a child again. She was wrong and I told her so many years later. I told her I would not want to go back as then we were simply mother and daughter with all that needs to go along with her bringing me up correctly but now we are both that and friends. The adult relationship with her has brought on a new deminsion that I would not trade for the world. I even tell her to behave at times. *wink*
I wish you, mother, a very happy birthday today. It is an important day as it gave me and my siblings the person who loved us then as children and now as adults (well, almost adults as my brother and I say we never did really grow up).
"The Nest" painting by Sir John Everett Millais