45 Years of Life to be Thankful For
You say it's your birthday? It's my birthday, too! Seriously. It really is. After yesterday's post about saying thank you to people, I wanted to take a moment today for a public thanks to the best mom in the world...Mine. Here's a Cliff Notes version of the story: April 1969, she's separated from her husband with a six year-old little boy to take care of. She's feeling sick so she goes to the doctor - to discover that she's seven months pregnant! Yep...she was one of 'those' girls that could be pregnant, not show and be losing weight. (A trait I did NOT inherit.) I was born in June (obviously, since today's my birthday.) Anyway, fast forward to December 1992 and I was having a conversation with my mom and grandmother about Pro-Life vs. Pro-Choice. My grandmother was being very vocal about her Pro-Choice stance, when it suddenly occurred to me...back in 1969, during a time when it was all peace, love and flowers, my ...