Fearless

I remember the utter jubilation the pure unmitigated excitement I felt when my Mother brought my second sister home from the hospital. She was wrapped in a blue bunting that my Mom had used on my sister Cindy and me when we lived in Alaska. I was still two and a half years old so that means my parents had a grand total of three children all under the age of three. And four more brothers were yet to be added all born while we were living in different places. That's pretty fearless. I'm not quite that fearless myself. My Mother was always very thin despite having seven kids. I suppose she never had time to eat. And every day she put on her coral lipstick that went perfectly with her olive complexion. Happy Mother's Day again Mom!