...is still my Mom.
She is "Rose" to her friends, "Rosie" to my dad, was "Rosalie" to her parents....but a Rose by any other name is still Mom, to moi. And honestly, there isn't a person who exemplifies the virtues of a rose (love and beauty) more than my mom. How DID my Oma and Opa know to bestow that perfect moniker upon her at birth? Never underestimate the power of German stubbornness. Seriously....DON'T!!!!
It has been a tough couple of years for our family, yet thru it all Rose has held us all together with her compassion, German toughness, and most of all...love. Growing up, I always viewed my dad as the strength in our family of all girls. As life has unfolded, and I have grown myself...I'm not so sure I had that perspective nailed exactly right. Rose continues to prove to me that my eye sight wasn't quite 20/20. Altho beautiful, roses are pretty darn tough too. Those thorns are there for a reason. Beware, but be prepared to be awed in the process.
So an early Happy
Rose, Rosie, Rosalie MOTHER'S day to you my beautiful and loving Mom. Too bad "Rose" doesn't also mean "bestower of creative names" because seriously????? I wind up with KATHY??!!?? Ya COULD have done better...MOM :).