This week we celebrated my mom’s birthday. my mom is an avid softball player and has somehow managed to have a game on her birthday the last 2 years.
A couple of weeks ago my sneaky grandma called to let me know that a bunch of us would be meeting at the softball field where my mom plays to surprise her before her game. Well, I thought this was a great idea, I love surprising my mom. I think I love surprising my mom because, well, I love my mom. The only question I had was what time should we be there.
When we pulled into the parking lot I noticed even more family there than I was expecting, and I was even more excited. Oh, my mom was going to love this! Then I saw the cupcakes that my grandma had made and I was even more excited! This surprise just kept getting better and better.
So this big crowd of people from both sides of my family armed with cupcakes and candles waited for the birthday girl to arrive.
Well, needless to say when she walked up she was pretty surprised.
But little did we know (we as in me, mom and my dad) there was one more even bigger surprise coming. Yep, a bigger surprise than cupcakes!
As Mom was posing with Monkey for this very picture the biggest surprise I have experienced in a while came walking up.
Note my moms tears. I love how Monkey is poking her like she is trying to make sure she is the real Aunt G and not some impostor.
Can you tell how happy I was about this particular surprise? FYI for those of you who are new around here: My sister, Colleen, is wonderful and beautiful and my best friend and I love her. No one brings out my fun side like G, and I am pretty sure no one else can bring out my bossy side like her either. On January 3, 2009 at approximately 12:30 pm she got in her car and moved to a whole other state. I hadn’t seen her since she left…can you tell I missed her terribly?
Somehow almost everyone in my family managed to keep this little gem a secret from me, and my parents. Even Luke was in on the secret. When I first saw her it was like seeing a mirage in the desert. I just couldn’t wrap my brain around how in the world I was seeing my sister in the middle of a softball complex in Colorado when she no longer lives here.
I walked at her like a zombie and was crying before I could get my arms around her. I had such a big knot in my throat I couldn’t even speak. Pretty soon my there was a little crowd of us crying because we are “that” family and seeing tears brings on tears.
Isn’t my red nose and tear streaked face lovely?
I love my sister. I am so happy to get to spend a bit of time with her. I am teary eyed writing about it. Thanks for having a birthday mom!
