Today would have been my mom’s 93rd birthday! She was born in 1917. Her parents were immigrants. Her mom Lena from the Austro-Hungarian Empire and her father, David from France by way of Poland. My mom was the older sister. Her younger sister is still very much alive! (Thank Goodness!).
I do think of my mom often. Apropos of yesterday’s blog entry about my pet peeve of messing up a manicure, my mom always had beautiful hand and nails. She did them herself. And regularly gave my Dad a manicure. Funny she never gave me one or took me to get my nails done. That was something I have learned on my own. But she usually wore pink or mauve tones. At least that is what I remember!
She loved to read and loved music. She even had a brief stint as a songwriter and a contract with a record company for her lyrics! My Mom was a wonderful bookkeeper and she was incredibly smart. She didn’t have the chance to go to college and I know that was a regret of hers.
My Mom passed away a few years ago. But I am thinking of you today Mom! Wish you were here to give you a hug. I would love to laugh with you. You always had a great sense of humor.