It is hard to believe that we are preparing for Mom’s 90th birthday… How could she be 90 years old? Except for some forgetfulness, she is pretty darn sharp. Just the other day, she said to me, “That outfit is slimming.”
I asked people to send her birthday cards during the month of September and she enjoyed all of them. They came from many states and even one from Switzerland to her Cramer Hill mailbox.. Thank you so much. Thanks a bunch. Really. I wish you could have seen her face while she read them.
My mother always loved cards. When Mom went out, she often would spend hours picking out the perfect birthday card for someone. Hallmark exists because of sentimental people like my mother.
She saves all the cards that she has received over the years, Each card is admired again and each handwritten message is treasured. She usually displays new cards on the buffet in the dining room, the mahogany buffet that she bought before I was born.
It’s hard to buy gifts for someone who has everything she wants and who has no more space for anything new. Still we buy gifts and she enjoys opening the packages. However, the thoughts and love found in her cards make her happiest.
Happy Birthday, Mom. We love you. You don’t like to read on the computer and so you won’t read this blog, but I bought you a fabulous card. Happy, Happy 90th!
Written by Marguerite Ferra, Cramer Hill