Rob and I flew my mother to Manasquan, NJ for a class reunion that just happened to fall on the weekend before her birthday. She was at our house overnight on Thursday, then she took off dark and early from SJO at 6 am. She’ll be back on Thursday night. In a few months, I will be the same age my mother was then I was born. It’s kind of surreal to contemplate.
I should call and make sure she’s having a good time. Happy Birthday, Mom!