Today my beautiful mother turns 70 years old.
She will hate me for pointing out her exact age, but I can't help it. I am so proud of her health, vitality and youthful glow at what used to be thought of as an advanced age. But I think she proves that 70 is the new 50! I can only hope I have inherited those incredible genes.
My mother came over last weekend and I feel so lucky to have seen her so close to her special day. I take for granted sometimes how easy it is for us to see each other - we just hop in the car and 2 1/2 hours later we're pulling into the other's driveway. We've both been busier than normal recently, so those easy trips are becoming less frequent. But they are still always a possibility and I love that.
And I'm not the only one who loves it when she visits.
Happy, happy birthday to my greatest role model!
And I can't end this post without wishing one of my best friends, Brooke, a happy birthday, too!
|Brooke, me and Julie. This picture was taken five (!!) years ago, but I'd like to think we haven't changed a bit.|
How can we not be soul sisters when you share a birthday with my mother. I wish I could give you a big hug today, my friend.
Happy Monday, everyone!