Happy B-Day Mom

Salut,

I was born on April 28th, 1966, my mom was 31.5 years old then, and today, she's turning 74. She was the 17th birth in her family, she was born on a 17, and in '34... (I told you I like to play with numbers :-). Yes, 17th birth, and she had a little sister for about 6 months. Only 12 of the 18 kids getting out of my grand-ma actually made it to adulthood. Those were different times...

So I had just turned 11 when my mom was my age, and my eldest just turned 11 (so for the quicker reader, I had my first child at the same age my mom had me, but I was the 4th of 5, all of which reached adulthood, well... maybe... except for me :-).

It's a little hard to imagine our parents at our age, or compare what our kids are going through now to what we went through at their age. A friend of mine was telling me about a recent episode with her teenage son and I told her, we were the same at this age, and she claimed it is not the same... I disagree... it is all the same... Different times, but same people... with only very small differences... Man kind evolves, but not that fast...

So back to mom, or actually, one more thing I was thinking about when I mentioned that our parents used to be our age. You know how I like to watch other people don't you? At one point, I started looking at old women (though not quite the same way I was looking at that cutie in the bus the other day, I'm not 'that' twisted)... Especially the very old women... try to imagine them as the really cute young girl they might once have been... It is not easy... It is almost like only the "not so cute" ones survive long enough to become old ladies... Time can be so hard on our body...
My mom is 74 today, and I have seen pictures of her when she was a young little girl, and then a young adult, and then a young mom, and it proves that my theory is wrong. There are some very cute girls that live long and become old ladies. I know, some of you will think that I shouldn't use the term "old", it is not nice. Well just look it up on Webster, definition 2a... At least I use the term lady(3c), this term could be changed for a much meaner one, but I won't give you any examples, I will let you guess.
Mom's dream, as a little girl, was to have kids. And she had 5: 4 boys and 1 girl. Then she couldn't wait to become a granny, which she did at the age of 59, it started with a little grand-son, and then she had 4 grand-daughters in a row... And then another little girl and the (currently) last one, another boy, to close the loop.

I'm telling you these things about mom as opposed to wishing mom a happy-B-day because I know she won't read this. I bought her a computer a few years ago, and she doesn't really use it, it is mainly my nieces and nephew that use it. Ho well... Different times, different habits, yet, same people :-)

Anyway, the bus is arriving downtown, so I will still wish a very happy birthday to my mom in front of you all, and don't worry, I will call her later on (she's not an early bird, she used to work night shifts when I was a kid). And for those of you wondering why I didn't really talk about her, except for her love of kids and all these numbers about age, it's just because... this is my mom, a grand-mother, always talking about her kids... and age... And I love her very much....

BYE
MAD, the son of Margo!