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I AM WHO I AM BECAUSE OF MY MOTHER Age brings about a change.  Let me show you how. Read along.

“When I was 4 years of age: My Mommy could do anything! -When I was 8 years of age: My Mom knew a lot! A whole lot! -When I ‘was 12 years of age: My Mother didn’t  really know quite everything. -When I was 14 years of age: Naturally, Mother doesn’t know that either. -When I was 16 years of age: Mother? She’s hopelessly old-fashioned. -When I was 18 years of age: That old woman? She’s way out of date! -When I was 25 years of age: Well, she might know a little bit about it. -When I was 35 years of age: Before we decide, let’s get Mom’s opinion. -When I was 60 years of age: Wonder what Mom would have thought about it? -When I was 65 years of age: Wish I could talk it over with Mom one more time.”

Wow … what a reflection!

There are times I’m sure in all of our lives when we thought that our Mothers fussed too much, particularly when they were telling us to do the right things and we wished to do otherwise. To use the expression - our Mothers simply “got on our nerves!”  As we aged and had our own children (who get on our nerves), we finally realized what our Mothers went through to teach us! Then, we appreciated  our Mothers more! I know that today  in the Heavenly host, my Mother is smiling at me and saying, “My baby (since I never grew up to her ) sho can talk, sometimes too much! She can write too.” As I was doing a presentation this morning, the thought of my Mother occupied my space. So Today, dear Mother, Miss Phoebe - because I talk incessantly about you, the whole world knows of you and your wisdom! Many of my colleagues have never laid eyes on you, but they see you through me, my daughter (your namesake), and the grands/great grands that you touched. For certain,  I became the woman and the Mother/Grandma that I am today because of you!  Thank you! I give you a shout out everyday of my life! 



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