Today is my Mama's 80th birthday. I am in awe of her. She is a remarkable woman of strength and courage. She is brilliant, vibrant, full of heart and truly a treasure in my life. She has been my comforter, mentor and encourager, and is
always my friend. I am so thankful, especially, for that last part.
I love her 'story' and have a dream of writing it out one day in its entirety. (in as much as it is possible to 'write out' someones story.) She grew up on a homestead near Powell, WY in a little
two room house that her Daddy and his cousin built. Her earliest memory is of waking up on the bed she shared with her little brother and older sister and wiping the snow off her eyelashes before she could open her eyes. As she tells it, "the Little House stories were about the rich folks!" But
she LOVED her life in the basin of the Big Horn mountains. Even today, when she steps foot on that ground, she feels she is back 'home'.
One of my very favorite memories will always be a
trip she and I took together in the summer of 2008. We had discovered that the
Homesteader Museum in Powell was celebrating the 100th anniversary of the massive irrigation project that was implemented in Wyoming in 1908 - which opened the area up to settling. Without that project, the land would have been unlivable. Walking that ground alongside her was tremendously powerful and meaningful for me. Hearing her tell stories, sometimes just quietly as we walked along, was something I'll treasure forever. We even went back to the land where her family homesteaded and were able to meet the people who lived there. Although the home Mama grew up in was long since gone, some of the outbuildings of her youth were still there. And, of course, the land - the unchanging landscape of her childhood; that never goes away. We could look out over the same horizon of her youth and I could imagine her sitting there dreaming of her own future. How could she have ever guessed, sitting there on those rocks, what her future would actually hold?
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| walking on the 'sacred ground' of her childhood in Wyoming |
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| Mama standing under a cottonwood tree her Daddy planted back in the 1930's! |
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| This was a view she looked at again and again as a child - toward those hills in the distance. |
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| she and her siblings played for hours on this rocky slope where you could always unearth a rattler... or two. |
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| Standing with Mr. Hart who purchased the property in the 50's and graciously allowed us to wander all over it - not just this visit in 2008, but again the next summer when we returned with 16 of us! :) Sadly, we learned he has since passed away. What a wonderful man. |
You can't talk about Mama without talking about Daddy, and vice versa. That
catalyctic moment of their meeting in June 1954 changed both of their futures in a way that I most appreciate - because, of course, it defined my own. Since that fateful summer Mama and Daddy have journeyed together touching so many people along the way.
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| part of the secret to 57, almost 58 years of happy marriage... he makes her laugh! |
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| and she makes him happy. :) |
This Friday
they will retire (for the 2nd time!) from their life of dedication to education and public service. Of course, we all know they will never retire from that
life they so effectively lead, but
we are truly looking forward to having more time with them here at home and I know that
they are looking forward to more time together without a 'schedule'. :)
Daddy said he would retire by Mama's 80th birthday. He is almost going to make it. :) And although we will have birthday cake for her on Friday (and we did a
group celebration last week) I want to take this opportunity to tell her 'Happy Birthday and I love you so very, very much, Mama. You have enriched my life in so many, many ways and I am deeply grateful that I am your daughter. Always.'
A few years ago I made a video tribute for Mama's birthday. It is pretty long but I sure do love to watch it over again. Although we can be a somewhat patriarchal family in some ways, I
cannot over-estimate the value of the legacy of strong, loving women that I 'come from'. If you like, you can
watch the video here. The women shown are members of my family, from both sides; some still with us, some passed on.
This is the heart of our family.
Here are some of my favorite photos of my lovely Mama through the years.
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| Mama, Dale and Aleta |
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| Dale, Aleta and Mama in front of the old potato cellar. |
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| The photo on the left is of Dale, Aleta and Mama standing on a leveler. This one is in the Homesteader Museum and when my aunt saw it she exclaimed, 'Why, we look like 3 little urchins!" Mama said, "we WERE!" :) The middle photo is of my Grandpa on the tractor. |
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| Look! They are in a deck of cards sold at the Homesteader Museum! :) |
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| Those same three 'little urchins' - Mama, Dale and Aleta |
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| Aleta, Dale and Mama reminiscing over old photos while in our old camper - May 2008 |
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| Daddy and Mama - Aug. 4, 1954 - a mere 8 weeks after they met! :D (kids, don't try that at home...) |
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| Mama with my babies - Jackson and Jonathan |
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| I love this series of photos from Mama and Daddy's 50th Wedding anniversary... they are trying to recreate the photo on the table of Daddy's grandparents on their 50th wedding anniversary. (which Daddy remembers attending as a child) |
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| They are trying to get those faces down but... |
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| ...somehow they just can't quite pull it off. :D (note the two cuties on the stairs behind them!) :) |
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| On their 50th wedding anniversary |
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| Mama is FAMOUS for her chocolate buttermilk sheet cake and Jonathan always helps her make one for his birthday cake. It's a tradition! :) |
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| That was the year he had his 'Military' party. :) |
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| And this is part of why we also call her 'Big Sue'!! :) |
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| She may be barely 5 feet tall, but she has always been able to handle any rascally grandson! :) |
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| I love this photo from Anna's graduation day. The two of them seated atop Mama's capstone at Truman campus... 'Truman's First Lady'. |