Last March I was visiting my youngest daughter in Arizona and while I was sitting in her office I happened to see a paper on the table that looked like my mothers handwriting, I picked it up and sure enough it was written by my mother. It was her feelings about a special birthday years ago, thinking about this day I thought I would share it with you, my blog. Oh, so you will know, her grand-kids call her Nana.
Nana's Birthday Cake 6/27/85
To-morrow is my birthday (70++) I'm going to spend it in hot, humid Houston, Texas!
I'm now in the process of packing a suit case, cool clothing, and what to wear on the plans..
I want to look and feel great and that includes heels, not walking shoes, all my life I have loved pretty shoes so I'll opt for looks, not comfort, after all it is my Special Day!
The invitation to spend my birthday in Texas was extended to me by my eldest child with this question, are you game mama? Of course, I am!! I'm not admitting or condescending to old-age yet, it has to catch me, I'm running.
My sweetheart of 50 years put me on a plane from Las Vegas to Phoenix, where I had to change planes with a 45 minute lay-over before my take off for Houston.
This arrangement afforded time for a little visit with my grand-daughter, who lives in Phoenix with her family. It has been two years since I had seen Ann and I was looking forward to this meeting.
I followed instructions, disembarked flight #902 in Phoenix, went to gate #4, checked in and received boarding pass, found a seat, and waited and waited - No "Annie". I figured that something had come up, after all with small children to care for, there's always that unexpected.
I was disappointed, as I had looked forward to seeing her. My grand-children are all dear and precious to me and they each hold this special place in my heart.
Glancing at the clock, I had about 25 minutes before boarding time. Carrying my over night case, a heavy purse and jacket, plus walking in heels, I wasn't up to venturing too far from the boarding gate, so I remained seated! I became agitated and fidgeted in my chair, perhaps I should visit the Ladies Room, but there was no need and besides my shoes pinched me - why move! I was just not listening to the inner promptings!
I wasn't touched, I was pushed into action to get up and go. I asked a fellow passenger to please watch my things and I took off into the next complex, which meant going through security again. I had barely made my entrance as Ann came to-wards me. "Oh! Nana, I was on my third prayer -- The guard wouldn't let me through the gate and I was so upset!
There wasn't much time left to visit, but enough to reaffirm a binding love, a hug and a kiss, also our exchange of a shopping bag she had clutched in her hand - for my birthday.
That evening I unwrapped my present - top-side-up, a gift of love! Ann and three darling great-grand
children had spent that previous evening making Nana a beautifully decorated Birthday cake plus specially decorated cookies. How disappointed those children would have been had I not finally listened to that small voice. I would have also missed that familiar phrase, "Annie" has used through-out the years, "I love you, Nana, bunches and bunches."
How, blessed I am to have children and grand-children that love me, and to know that families are forever.
I remember that visit and I was so happy to see my mama and to know she also met up with Ann at the airport, we all enjoyed her birthday cake and cookies, but to find this paper this last March in Ann's office, was a tender mercy to me.
Happy Birthday Mama, I love you very much, thank you for being my mama, for loving me and my husband, my children and my grand-children. Are you ready for another adventure? I have your shoes on and I'm ready to go, so hang on tight here we go!!!!!
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