Happy Mother's Day to my Children

A note to my three children:





To my first born......

I've always loved you best because you were my first miracle. You were the genesis of a marriage, the fulfillment of young love, the promise of infinity.

You sustained us through the hamburger years. The first apartment furnished in Early Poverty... our first mode of transportation (1976 feet)... the 7-inch TV set we paid on for 36 months.

You wore new, had unused grandparents and more clothes than a Barbie doll. You were the "original model" for unsure parents trying to work the bugs out. You got the strained lamb, open pins and three-hour naps.

You were the beginning.

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To the middle child...

I've always loved you best because you drew the dumb spot in the family and it made you stronger for it.

You cried less, had more patience, and never in your life did anything "first," but it only made you more special. You are the one I relaxed with and realized a dog could kiss you and you wouldn't get sick. You could cross the street by yourself long before you were old enough to get married, and the world wouldn't come to an end if you went to bed with dirty feet.

You were the continuance.

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To the baby...

I've always loved you best because endings generally are sad and you are such a joy. You readily accepted milk stained bibs. The lower bunk. The cracked baseball bat. The baby book, barren but for a recipe for graham pie crust that someone jammed between the pages.

You are the one I held onto so tightly. For, you see, you are the link with the past that gives a reason to tommorow. You darken my hair, quicken my steps, square my shoulders, restore my vision, and give me humor that security and maturity can't give.

When your hairline takes on the shape of Lake Erie and your children tower over you, you will still be "the baby."


You were the culmination.

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I shamelessly adapted these words from Erma Bombeck, but they really speak to me. I love you kids. What would Mother's Day be without the three of you???


Love always,
Mom