My Marmie ~ Fun Loving
my marmie, canon digital rebel xt
|I am writing this from my parent’s home nestled at the bottom of the Sierra Foothills in Northern California. It is late. Actually it is early in the morning. I am having one of those sleepless nights where the characters from the book (sent to me by Susannah) that I read before turning off the light to head for slumber are dancing around in my brain. You know that if thoughts of them are keeping you up at night that the author has done her job well.|
I took this picture of my mother today. Isn't she darling? Especially because she is wearing my "Earth" Superhero necklace. Now she is one of us, it seems. Like wearing this is a crown into the sisterhood.
Calling her Marmie is inspired by the movie Little Women. When I first heard the girls call their mother than in the movie, it found its way into my heart and I tried it on my mother the next time I spoke to her. She of course absolutely loved it and now it has taken up home in our relationship.
Since Mother's Day is around the corner, I wanted to dedicate this post to her. Once I entered into womanhood, our friendship reached a deepness that continues to root itself and I am relishing in it during this visit.
I could go on and on about how lovely her person is but this will some it up: She won "most fun loving" her senior year of high school back in the late 1950's. This was at a Catholic high school back in Massachusetts where the nuns had a close eye on them at all times.
She was the one that made everyone giggle when it got too serious in class or perhaps pushed the envelope a wee bit. She was the one who won my handsome oh so Portuguese father's heart while he drove by in his cherry red convertible and saw her from a distance...all sweet, beautiful, light complected, curvy, witty, French and fun loving.
He was hooked...just as we all are in her presence and just as you will be seeing her smile.
Je T'aime, Marmie.