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Happy Mother’s Day

There are not enough words to describe what my mother means to me, so today for Mother’s Day I thought I would share a few of my memories of the incredible woman who raised our family.

She is one of the most self-less, caring and ethical people I know. She has only been there for people, come rain or shine, so its nice when I see a picture like this one from our trip last summer to Maine and think about her kicking off her shoes and enjoying a walk through the sand. Taking a moment to just enjoy life and not have to care for other people (however I bet that she was still worrying about all of the rest of us running full tilt down to the ocean just off camera.)

Often when I answer the phone at my parents’ place, people think that I am my mother. Our voices are similar enough that they will start into a long talk about an environmental project or discuss the latest town council meeting before they realize they’ve got the wrong person. I don’t really think that we look much a like, but then when I see a picture like this I start to see it a bit. Maybe if I was a brunette…

My mother also has a good sense of humour 😉
(Although I wish that I could get her to watch Arrested Development and 30 Rock. I promise they are funny, Mom.)

Here she is at the Trevi Fountain in Rome with my little brother a couple of summers ago. Its hard to believe that in two short years he has gone from being head shorter than her, to well over a head taller than her. She has officially become the shortest person in the family, but its her own fault for feeding us all so well that we shot up like weeds. She is a great cook and I have learned so much from her over the years…and to this day I can never make a sandwich the tastes as good as the one’s my mom make for us.

Here is a picture of the ladies on our window shopping trip in Milan. She and my father are the ones that got the rest of us bit with the travel bug. Her sense of adventure and desire to always be learning more, really encouraged us all to get out there and try new things.

And on that final note I had to throw in this picture. My mother is not a big drinker at all. She’ll enjoy the odd rum and coke on a Saturday night at home, but thats about it. So when my siblings and I met u with our parents at a pub while we were in England and saw her drinking a pint, we just had to take photographic evidence. We still joke that our trip to England was so bad that it drove her to the drink 😉

I hope that all the mothers out there have a great day. I’m off to go share it with mine 🙂

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