The feast fit for a Queen

The Queens table

Nola Jean and Lila Jean

Nola Jean at the feast fit for a Queen

Lacey and Grams serving up the feast

The same skirt I wore for the 50th... where has time gone?

It was a Wednesday after work that we were invited down to Gram's to celebrate my 53rd birthday.
She prepared a wonderful feast for us that was topped off with a glass of wine.
Thank-you mom for always loving me, for always letting me be your baby girl...
even though,
now the baby fat jiggles on my upper arms,
my big eyes are now crowded out by sagging eye lids,
my neck seems to have found a life of its own,
my sweet baby blond curls are stick straight with sweat from the days work...
you invite me into your home as if I am a queen.
You are the most that any 53 year old daughter could ask for and as you have always loved me, unconditionally as your baby girl -
I will always love you as my favorite mother in the whole wide world.
And when you can't anymore -
I will take over
and make you a feast fit for a queen!