Yesterday, my sister called my mother (with me silently on mute) to tell her to go to the airport to pick up her early birthday gift.
Her response: “Who’s coming? Is this a joke? But I’m doing laundry. The house is a mess. There’s no food in the fridge so I can’t make a proper breakfast.”
For my mother’s XXth birthday today, we asked XX of her relatives, friends & students to write a letter with their favorite memory of her.
Writing ours made us realize life is too short not to share the impact someone has had on you & why I had to personally deliver these letters to her today.
Happy 21st birthday, mummy!
Love M + P
