Some things get better with age; cheese, wine, (or so I've been told) paintings, and my Mom, Cleo.
We celebrated my Mother's 90th birthday, and what a celebration we had! Even though I was accused of thinking this party was a wedding reception, we decorated the cultural hall in the church and filled it with people.
and love, to honor this beautiful, gracious lady.
|Mother and her younger sisters.|
Others were not.
(I wonder what my Dad was trying to tell me.)
Happy Birthday, Mom! We love you!