Today I celebrate warm memories of a mom.
And the life of a daughter.
It was on Mother’s Day 15 years ago that my late husband and I returned to the United States from Russia with our new 12 year old daughter, Nicole.
My mom couldn’t have dreamed of a better gift.
A language barrier didn’t slow at all the love and bonds that grew between the two.
Such soul mates they were, sharing passions for strong coffee, pickled herring, and the spiciest of shrimp gumbos.
They even shared the same May birthday.
Though Nicole’s teenage years were far from simple for any of us, I know how proud my mom would be of her granddaughter today.
Nicole’s a strong willed and loving woman, making her a remarkable mother.
She’s been an advocate for ensuring the best education and health possible for her three children in spite of some challenges.
I believe her grandma is looking down from above smiling wide at that.
And so is this mother as she sits across from her now.
So Nicole, your kids and I would like to offer up a three soda salute for all that you do and who you’ve become.
This one’s for you, kiddo!
Nicole arriving in the U.S. at age 12.