75th Birthday
My mother will celebrate her 75th Birthday tomorrow, March 5. Whenever she is asked her birthdate, she is quick to answer 3/5/35. She was born in the eyes of March. In a little farm house between Enid & Pond Creek Oklahoma.
She has had a tough life but a full life. If you ask her about her life she will tell you, that she lost her mother when she was 2yrs old in Pond Creek, Oklahoma to a blood clot after surgery. She has one older sister and one yournger sister. She was raised by her grandmother and step mom and physically abused by her step mom on a daily basis.
She was married at 16yrs old, had my older brother at 17. My father was in the military and died in an awlful car accident celebrating his 21st birthday, my mother was 19 years old and 8 1/2 months pregnant with me at the time.
She remarried when I was 2 years old, My step father was fantastic and he was the only father I ever knew. My older brother died in a drowning accident when he was 29 years old. I had two other brothers from my step father, who I always considered my real brothers as well as my older brother.
My younger brother died of a heart attack at the age of 41, in 2003. My Step father died of Alhiezmers in Dec. of 2004. I could not imagine losing one child not to mention two husbands and two children. She ask the lord almost everyday why she is still here. I tell her, it is because the lord still has a plan for her and there is still unfinished business on the earth for her to do yet.
She has three grandchildren, and four great grandchildren who love her very much. Tomorrow she will be 3/4 of a century old, and has earned everyone of those years. If I could write down all the knowledge that she has learned and all the wisdom that she has to pass on, how much further ahead I would be in this world.
I have heard the stories of the pranks that she has done to other people growing up in a small town, everything from the Haloween Parades down main street where the local kids have stolen the outhouses from someones property and left them parked in the middle of the main drag to the hang outs at the cemetery and the highschool inititations with the horse collars. And I am so thankful that I did not have to go through them.
Celebrate life with your loved one, tomorrow may bring curves, hills and valleys to go through and you may be left wondering how you got there without the guidance that could be given so freely and easily.
Don’t forget yourself when you are wrapped up in the every day process of taking care of your loved ones. You need to be able to tell your story too….
Jan Giza