I was talking to a good friend this morning who told me she’d spent considerable time yesterday looking though photos to find one of her mother to post for Mother’s Day. What a good idea, I thought, but I have to write a blog so that I will keep up with my New Year’s Resolutions. I don’t have time to look through pictures. But this afternoon, the photo below triggered my walk down memory lane.
Facebook notified me that this had been on my post FIVE years ago today. We had gathered together then for Esther Muscatel’s funeral. Esther was Moe’s mother, my mother-in-law, Dave and Jen’s grandmother, and the munchkins’ great-grandmother. It’s been five years already since she passed away.
This is how she looked when Moe was just a little rug rat.
Here is Esther 25 years later at our son’s briss.
Add another 25 years, here she is with Moe.
And I love this great shot of her with Eli, her great-grandson.
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My own mom knew me from the time I was born!
She is looking a little askance at me in this photo. I think it’s because I was the exorcist baby.
At my wedding, she didn’t look as if she were still afraid of me–maybe just a little wary.
By the time our daughter was born, Mother looks like she’d gotten the hang of the baby thing.
My grandmother was a wonderful mother figure for me.
And so was my Aunt Lil who is with my mom and dad in this photo.
The two most important mothers in my world today are Jennifer and Gina. They are wonderful mothers–my grandkids are so lucky to have them. As are we.
Happy Mother’s Day!