Celebrating Daughters
Tonight, I went on Facebook for my nightly five-minute perusal and came across the following entry that my daughter, Adriana, posted, which made me cry:
“Four years ago today my mom was diagnosed with advanced breast cancer, and I cannot tell you how happy, grateful, and blessed I am to still have her. Celebrating with Marie tonight :) love you MeeMaw.”
After I collected myself, this is what I posted back:
“Right back at ya, baby. I love it that you are like me and can celebrate such a momentous occasion with the simple things of life: Haagen-Dazs strawberry and Rocky Road ice creams, “Psych,” and candlelight. I treasure the fact that the minute you heard I went to a nursery today, you asked if I bought any more hydrangeas because of how much we both adore them. I’m so grateful that I was there to watch you enjoy your first strawberry daiquiri. I enjoy passing down all these recipes that you collect, organize, and improve upon on a regular basis. I’m proud of how hard-working and earnest you are in everything you do. I even like how sarcastic you are (most of the time). I am honored to be your MeeMaw.”
I am one lucky MeeMaw.
I still love you, MeeMaw
Well, that is good news, daughter.
MeeMaw