Remembering Our Mothers

My sweet Momma, known as Gigi by her 2 granddaughters and 5 great grandchildren, and Mrs. Kelser by everyone who knew and loved her at Howard College and Samford University.  

In Honor of Our Mothers

My hope today is that of the mothers that read my blog will have a very, very special day. For those of you who have lost your moms, may precious memories fill your hearts.

I picked this gorgeous full blown peony to honor our mothers.  Thursday afternoon I was strolling around the Birmingham Botanical Gardens seeing what was in bloom.  A nice lady stopped me and said, "The peonies are GORGEOUS, go right up that path!".  I smelled their sweet frangrance before I ever saw them.  How right she was.  I had a hard time tearing myself away.

The bottom photo is a rare family shot.  Usually the grandchildren are the subject of all our photos, and I rarely make an appearance in front of the camera!  My son- in- law Jason, caught my daughters Kathleen and Melissa with me on Easter. They are both terrific moms and I am very proud of them.  I wanted you to meet them.  They're going to strangle me for posting it.  Shhhh, don't tell them!!

I leave  you with some words of wisdom from one of my all time favorite authors, Erma Bombeck.  I regret I never got to meet her. I think we were kindred spirits!

“When your mother asks, "Do you want a piece of advice?" it is a mere formality. It doesn't matter if you answer yes or no. You're going to get it anyway.”

I resemble that remark.

14 days from today, we'll be staggering around Charles DeGaulle Airport,  bleary- eyed and sleep deprived looking for a  French taxi driver that drives an SUV capable of hauling all of our luggage. HA!  How do you say , "When pigs fly"  en français?

Merci Alice for: "When pigs fly" or "Quand les poules auront des dents" ("When hens have teeth")