There was a time a long time ago that she was a hopeful, beautiful girl with hopes and dreams who adored big hats and green shoes.
She gave birth to my two sisters and I as well as my brother. She carries the pain of the loss of my sister quietly. She knows us inside out. What she doesn't like she usually doesn't say anything about. What she does like she sometimes does. Her world gets smaller. Her mind might be getting slightly rusty but she still can figure things out - usually ahead of others. And I think if you asked her, she still likes hats and green shoes.
My mother will always be the center of my existence.
Happy Mother's Day to each of you whether you're the mother of human children or animal children or both. Diane