Biology is the least of what makes someone a mother. ~Oprah Winfrey
I totally agree with Oprah. Yesterday we honored women in our lives.
I’ve been blessed with some motherly women in my life starting with the little four-foot six-inch Irish immigrant Oma Julia. Oma because she married into a strong German family who settled in Texas.
Next came her daughter Helen, the one who birthed me. I have another brother who was born over a decade after this picture was made. Sadly, I couldn’t find a picture of all four of us with Mother. (Note to self: Take more pictures when the family is together.)
Then Rose, the Mom-in-love I inherited when I married her son.
And last, but never least, my Aunt Bick, my other mother who always said, “The stork just dropped you at the wrong house.”
These three ushered me into the ranks of motherhood. All of theirs crowned me a grandmother.
And now I’m a great-grandmother with number three great-grand due any day. All our family can’t get together for Mothers’ Day celebrations. My children and grandchildren are scattered across the country. My mothers are no longer with us.
But thinking about my mothers always brings a smile. I hope you smiled too.