We called her Mary "Webster" because she loved reading the dictionary. Every day she discovered a new word and used it appropriately whether scolding or loving us. The truth is, we often didn't know what she was talking about. My five siblings and I rolled our eyes at mom's antics.
Mom cared for her mind, and her body. Up early, she and Jack LaLanne had a daily appointment. LaLanne must have produced the first exercise program on TV and mom rarely missed bending and stretching with Jack. As a preschooler, I remember doing jumping jacks along with her on our living room floor.
Mom cared about her appearance. She was a natural beauty, and worked at keeping herself lovely. I remember her making oatmeal facials at home before you could buy them in a store.
She ate healthy. Fruits and vegetables abounded. Dessert was rare. Cereal sweetened with honey and raisins tasted great, until mom sprinkled wheat germ on top. I didn't like the wheat germ. She said it was good for me.
Mother knew laughter was the best medicine and filled our home with it. A great practical joker, she invested in delicacies like chocolate-covered ants. I can still feel those little buggers in my teeth. I shudder and I smile. She created a great memory when she splurged on that chocolate ordered from some strange catalogue in the 1950's. (I write about it in Splashes of Serenity: Bathtime Reflections for Drained Moms, "Sweet Surprises" p. 14.)
This year she will celebrate her 90th birthday. Today, she reads 3 to 5 books a week, beats me at Bananagrams, has beautiful skin, and a sweet smile on her face. I look at her life and her longevity and realize Mary "Webster" was a wise woman after all. Love you, Mom!
Special times with my mother bring a splash of serenity to my life. I am blessed to still have her here. I'd love to hear about times or memories of your mother.
Be blessed this day with health and beauty!
Elaine
