Love em or hate em, they gave us the invaluable gift of life.
This morning, while surfing at 5:00 am I came across a touching story in Vogue.
"While finding the perfect gift for Mother’s Day may feel daunting, oftentimes the best way to show mom you really care is by unearthing an old photograph—or, in the age of social media, posting a heartfelt #TBT("throwback to"). In honor of Mother’s Day, Vogue editors have plumbed the depths of their photo albums for their favorite mommy-and-me".
Immediately I went searching for this picture of 'mommy-and-me' with my older sister.
Living in Paris over 2 years, I think a lot more about my mother than I ever did before I moved here.
I'm certain she would have loved living here, though she never mentioned it out loud.
I'm living her dream.
And what a dream it's been.
Spectacular adventures. Tea at the Ritz and Gearge V.
My mother designed and sewed her own clothing. She would have killed to attend a Paris fashion show. I just know it.
Isabel, had a wonderful 'green thumb'. She grew pots and pots of gardenias on our enclosed front porch. Of course we were reminded to never touch the petals. (They would turn black). Of course we touched them. Forbidden fruit. Like the French perfumes on her dressing table we weren't supposed to sniff. Ha.
The only 'green thumb' I have has Windsor and Newton Hooker's green paint on it. Plants don't like me the way they loved my mom
C'est la vie :(
I went looking this morning at the marche des Fleurs for peonies (pivoine) and found a few. It's too early but Isabel would have loved these.
If you are a French maman you have till 31 May to celebrate Mother's day, 'La Fete des Meres'.
If you have an inner French Girl you can celebrate all month.
HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY all PBers!
Thank You for keeping me in Paris.
I am living the dream to the hilt :)