Yesterday my mother attained a milestone. She became the first person we know of anywhere in her family to reach her 98th birthday.
Sharon took a picture of me leaning over to give Mother a hug:
Then I got one of her and Mother:
A few minutes later my nephew and his family arrived to join the festivities. Here are Makenzie, Cameron, and Brennen with her:
Mother, an inveterate sweets lover (that’s why she loves me so much) was drooling over the prospect of digging into the cake. Too bad the lighting didn’t show the family in the background, but Mother thought the cake was the most important thing anyhow.
Even though she can’t remember much, can hardly see (macular degeneration), and hasn’t walked in over three years, we feel blessed to have Mother still with us after 98 years. Amazingly, the only prescription she takes regularly is for a lifelong thyroid condition. I feel like I’m in pretty good health for my age, but I take around 20 pills a day to maintain it. My sister and I have started hoping at least one of us outlives her so we can continue to see to her care.
Mother raised four of us and has had to deal with the loss of my younger sister and brother, as well as one of her grandchildren. After she and my father divorced, she went back to school at age 48 to get a masters degree and embark on a career as a social worker. She retired from that to move to West Texas and help care for her brother, who was slowly dying of emphysema. Then she took over raising her youngest grandson, keeping him with her until she was 80 years old.
Mother lived independently until she was 93 and had to move into assisted living. She’s always been truly a remarkable person.
Who in your family has lived into his or her nineties or beyond?
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