The question of the century, perhaps the millennium.
I am, above all things, a sinner saved by grace. My faith is the glue that has held me together for the past 49 years (although I am 70). I am the peacemaking middle child, the class clown, the shoulder to cry on, a loyal friend, best mother and grandmother I know how to be, and the wife to a man whom many feel will eventually be a candidate for sainthood, the miracles being staying married to me for 43 years. I am the mother to three amazing young men, grandmother to many and the adopted mother to a myriad of young people who have called our house home over the past 35 years. I am blessed with wonderful friends, encouraging family and a dog that provides all the unconditional love we all need.
The question of who I am can best answered by telling you I was born on the 4th of July. For the first 6 years of my life I believed, although I never said it out loud, that the celebrations were just for me. It was a simpler time, no tv, internet and of course I couldn’t read. So finding out that I was not the center of the universe left its mark. My father was a doctor and my mother was a stay at home mother, since the concept of working mother hadn’t been invented. She was a gifted artist and musician. I am the middle of three girls, which also will tell you something about me.
I have had an amazing life, blessed beyond what I deserve with friends, family, travel and adventures galore. As I have more history that future, I grab each day by the horns and ride it into the sunset with excitement and joy. As Gandhi said, “Live each day as if you were to die tomorrow and learn each day as if you were to live forever.”