Wondering who our Mama is?

Well, she’s my mom’s mother, my grandmother, and Yzzy’s great grandmother. But we all call her Mama. Everyone does so.

She has been there to take care for me and my siblings way back years ago. And she did a good job helping my mom raise us all. Four kids - that is a lot. We were naughty but nice during those days. We would all run to Mama (and literally hide through her skirt) when Mommy is mad ) (and bringing the belt!) at us for writing on the walls with crayons, chalk, markers… for hiding all those yucky vegetables under the table!… for not taking our daily dose of Flintstones figure vitamins (whatever that was!)… or for plainly not chewing the food in our mouths for like 2 hours! And the list goes on and on and on! Mama has been patient with us. She never got mad at me or even nagged at me. She is the kind of person you really would care for too much.

She is our one and only Mama.

This is me! Way back when I was like a little older than Yzzy is now.

Here’s Mama with her cake, she blew those 7 and 0 candles!

And here she is with Yzzy.

Thank you so much for being there for Yzzy while I’m away… I know you have endured a lot of baby sitting in your entire life! I (and Tabby too) could never thank you enough for helping us out in this. We will forever be grateful, Ma. Always be safe there. Eat healthy. And stay happy!

Happy Birthday Ma! We miss you! We will see you soon, okay?