Since today is Mother’s Day I thought I would talk about my mama. I love her so much that I share her with my friends. She answers to “Mama” from all my friends, no matter their age. If a friend has a question I can’t answer, my response is “Let’s ask Mama.” Without my permission, our handyman adopted my mama. He calls her for no reason, for special holidays, to share news and to see how she is doing. In case you are wondering, I was joking when I said “without my permission.” I’m okay with anyone who loves my mama.
Mama is a wise woman wrapped in a package that contains a loving woman, a sassy woman, a private woman, a teacher, a student, a lady and a funny woman. There is more to her, but it’s so hard to define my mama, she is many people inside one tiny body. I would love to talk more about her, but she is a private woman who doesn’t like attention drawn to herself. She probably will not be happy that I am posting this much about her, but like I said, I love her so much I share her with my friends.
Life is good! God is great! All is right in my world!