Celebrating Mom: "Happy Birthday!"

Happy Birthday, Mom!

Celebrate love, life and laughter today and always to my Mother, Mary Jane today on her birthday. Also, let us send her prayers of healing.

We have certainly had a couple of laugh out loud moments throughout the years. Here’s one that happened after a snowstorm with my mother and my grandmother, Grandma Ruby.

I recorded this moment, Mom from your storytelling and perspective as I looked through your eyes! You never know when something can go "adrift."

Mom, Grandma Ruby, Barney and a Snowdrift

I was staying at my Mom’s house in Huntertown, Indiana with my little Scottish terrier, Barney, when a snowstorm hit, dumping inches upon inches of snow. My Mom had a chain link fence going around her backyard, and the snowdrift angled up and over the one part of the fence. Mom looked into the backyard and said, “Mary Jane, I don’t see Barney in the backyard.” We had just let him out into the backyard to go potty. “I think he walked up and over the snowdrift.”

I hurriedly put on my boots, jacket, hat, gloves, and scarf and headed into the backyard. Mom yelled from the patio sliding glass doors, “Walk up and look over the snowdrift for Barney.” I walked up the drift and sure enough there were Barney’s paw prints.

I turned around on the snowdrift as I begun to walk down it. I then paused and yelled back, “He walked over the snowdrift!” As soon as I responded to Mom, I fell straight through the snowdrift. I was waist high surrounded by snow. Mom was bent over in laughter looking at me. Her entire face was red from the laughter. When Mom finally stopped laughing, she yelled back, “Mary Jane, do you want me to call the EMS (ambulance)?”

I had not found mother funny at all, laughing at my misfortune. I did not need an emergency vehicle to excavate me from the snowdrift. I got myself out of the snowdrift without emergency help. And Mom was still laughing as I made it back to the house.

After we found Barney, the little black dog, among the white snowdrifts, I changed out of my cold, wet clothes. I sat down with Mom at the kitchen table. She described how I looked after falling through the snowdrift. We laughed and laughed with tears running down our faces. Some moments are funnier after the fact!