We visited my mom yesterday. It's always fun going up to see her. We laugh, we talk, we have great cheesesteaks for lunch. I'm thankful to still have her in my life. She's an amazing woman and a fantastic mother -- one that NOTHING gets by -- who at 85 is more active than some people half her age. She sings in three choirs, belongs to a political discussion group, the Italian Club, plays baci and wii bowls.
She hadn't seen me around my birthday and so presented me with a lovely pair of earrings and a bowl of gorgeous cherries. These have some significance -- right after she had given birth to me, her mother showed up at the hospital with a bag of cherries to celebrate my being born. My mom said she wasn't sure what she was more excited about, that she had her first grand child or she was able to get such beautiful fruit! (I can just picture my 'Mom Mom", all 4'9" of this wiry Italian lady whose English wasn't real good, coming into that hospital in South Philadelphia like the dynamo that she was).