A red carnation

She was twenty-five when she got married.
She was twenty-six when she became a mother.
She was forty-one when she gave birth to me, the youngest of her six children.
She was forty-seven when she found herself exiled in a new and foreign country.
She was fifty when she became a grandmother.
She was eighty-five when she became a widow.
She was eighty-six when she became a great-grandmother.
She turned ninety-four this year.
So much life....
My family continues the Cuban tradition of wearing carnations on Mother's Day. A red carnation if your mother is still alive and a white one if she is not.
My indomitable mother is making plans to spend the summer in Miami with her big and little brothers.
At ninety-four, she is most definitely ALIVE.
I will very gratefully and with great pride be wearing my red carnation tomorrow. ;-)
Happy Mother's Day!


Wow I hope I can live as long as your mother has.
What's your mother's secret to longevity?
I would love to know and if it's eating delicious Cuban food everyday I'm so gonna do that lol.
Posted by:Nathan | May 11, 2008 at 10:57 AM
Nathan,
A friend of mine asked her that last year, she said, "Ay que reir cada dia." (Or something to that effect. Laughing and Smiling, that's the key)
;-)
Posted by:Kikita | May 11, 2008 at 12:00 PM
She is beautiful too! Continued health and long life!
Posted by:mario | May 11, 2008 at 08:12 PM