I was going to write something pithy and wise today, the day before Mother's Day, about something that would be so important it would change your life forever.
Forget that. I do good to put two sentences together. So I decided to respond to the +FridayReflections prompt of who has impacted my life for the better. I could say something about my mum, because it is almost Mother's Day here in the USA. She and I haven't always seen eye to eye, but she did contribute one important thing to me. She gave me a backbone of steel, and the belief that I could do anything I wanted to do.
But the people I want to talk about today are two of the most important people in my life. Throughout my whole life, they were there for me. During hard times, lonely times, times when I didn't have an answer, there they were. They didn't always have the answer either, just as I often didn't have it for them. But they loved me unconditionally, and without judgment. Even when we disagreed, it was always with the understanding that it was ok to disagree, and that it would not affect our trust or feelings for each other. I think of them every day, and especially today.
They are my sisters, Vicky and Debbie. The sugar in my lemonade.
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| Vicky, Debbie, and Cathy |
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We have another side too. A raucous, wicked side that lets us make fun of each other, laugh at each other, and gives me a feeling of zest and joy that last for days. Yesterday we were texting each other, asking Vix if mum's gifts we sent had gotten there. I just KNEW I was gonna have the most unique gift. I had thought this through, plotted, and planned it so that I would be mum's favorite daughter by Mother's Day. I sent flowers:
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Vix Gave mother flowers:
We were both texting back and forth, pretty proud that we had made mum happy. Then Dooj's GIFT arrived and Vix sent me a picture:
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| that is a balloon on top and chocolates too |
Our text chat then proceeded along these lines:
Vix: the #$&%@ has outdone us Cath. LMAO.
Me: how dare she do that! I think that $(#*#@$ balloon is a $%*#&@$ bit over the top.
Dooj: LMAO
Vix: is that the one you wanted Dooj, or is this arrangement too small?
Dooj: lolololol
Me: you sure you didn't tell them that was for a funeral Dooj? It's big enough to cover a casket.
Dooj: lololololol...I did tell them no lilies but I'm not going to tell Mother that.
Vix: Momma is getting a kick out of these comments. She did say it was big enough for a funeral. I told her if she kicked the bucket before Sunday (Mother's Day) we would use it.
Me: lololol.
Me:(to Vix) I hope Dooj's flowers die first....
Vix: lolololol....
I have a secret weapon though...today mum got these:
Score one for the big sis...
NaBloPoMo photo prompt day 9 is: Light
...be positive...the best is yet to come... ~cath
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I've always thought 2 was my lucky number, but I've come to believe it is the number 3. My sisters and I make three, I have three children, and things often seem to happen in threes. Which begins to make me sound superstitious, and I am not. So I will just finish right here with the prompt for NaBloPoMo day 10: THREE.
