Today, I receive my annual call from my Mother. She reminds me what a bitterly cold and sleety day it was in Austin, November 30, 1965 and how she was forced out in it to have her one and only son! LOL! Yep, she just called as I was writing this...
Well, this day actually belongs to her. November 30 should mark the date she began her lifelong endeavor to raise her son. My Mama, as I still call her, has changed diapers, rocked me when I was sick, wiped my head when I had fevers, washed clothes, made countless breakfasts, lunches, dinners, gave up things that she may have wanted to be able to give to her family, walked me home from school, gave endless amounts of advice, taught me what was right and wrong, supported me in any of my crazy endeavors, loved genuinely and worried...Oh Boy did she worry! (This I'm sure giving her every one of those beautiful strands of gray hair.) So many things.
My Mother along with my dear Father, gave me all these priceless gifts in hopes to bring up a son that would be a true Gentleman!
Today, I honor my Mama and say with the most full and loving heart, Thank you Mom for bringing me into this world and giving me so very much of yourself. I pray that I can always make you proud!
Happy Birthday To Me and Mom!
The Gentleman Crafter
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