YA NEVER KNOW WHEN THE MISSING MOMMA WILL HIT

Few days ago, was in Thibodaux to pick up my

Nee and Bailey.

We had to eat at my favorite Griffins, Bean also came

for the ride. As we walked in, I noticed the tables

put together with an older woman at the head

at the table, she reminded me of my Mommy

for the reason she had that beautiful white hair

and she was quiet as she was not exactly sure

what was going on but was happy to have so

many of her family surrounding her.

That was how Mommy was. She didn't get

everything, but she understood when we were together

and she has happiest then.

I didn't pay much attention to their table once

we sat. I, and the girls had not been together

in some time and we had lots to talk about.

Then as we began to eat our meal, 

a birthday cake and employees came out

to sing Happy Birthday to this sweet 

older woman. GRo-cud can I say?

MY heart in my throat as her whole family

and we sang her Happy Birthday.

Eighty nine years young and as all sang

she wiped her eyes. When asked by her

family what he wish was on this day,

"For all of us, as a family to always get along"

So wise, then I teared up.

I missed my Mommy at that moment more than I have

allowed myself to believe lately.

Yet she is never far from my thoughts.

As I moved into the cottage, often I had things

remind me of growing up in an older home

with older parents. How much she would have loved

this home and my sweet older neighbor, 

Ms. Shirley who also reminds me of my slightly younger

Mommy. How blessed I have been to have been raised

by an older woman who loved me so much.

Always close to my thoughts and heart.

Always their baby..... it was more than just spoiled....