In fact, it goes back quite a while, because my mom moved to Toronto in 2000, after my aunt died. And when this was taken, she still lived in Montreal.
Clearly, they were surprised and happy. They loved birthday parties, everyone’s parties, and particularly their own. And most of all, they loved birthday cake. So I fully expect they had plenty of cake yesterday. And, if my mother had anything to do with it, there was also a lot of chocolate. To say she had a sweet tooth is an understatement.
I think of my mother on a daily basis, but I really thought of her as I wrote an article on internalized ageism recently, for a new Canadian Magazine, YouAreUnltd. My mother had the best attitude toward aging. She didn’t obsess about getting older. She simply focused on living in the moment, enjoying every second and never losing her zest for life. I love this photo because it perfectly captures her youthful spirit, her enthusiasm and how little it took to make her happy. She was probably the most upbeat, positive person I’ve ever known.
So much as I wish she and my aunt (who I always called “my other mother”) were still around and we could have spent the day together, I can’t be sad. And as always, they’re in my thoughts and my heart. I can hear them squealing with joy, which they definitely did when this photo was taken; and I know there was much laughter and excitement yesterday. And probably a 20-layer triple chocolate fudge cake, with enough candles on it to light up the sky.
You also have to know they’re probably already looking forward to next year’s birthday bash!