Tom and I are going to be in Montreal for a few days in September, and I was arranging a trip to see my mum. The best day for us was September 6th, so I checked with Mum to see if her calendar was clear that day. It was, and, she reminds me .... September 6th is the day we arrived in Canada, 66 years ago.
And that reminds me that I've talked about this before: how wonderful to see her husband for the first time in 6 months; what a relief to have help to care for two small children; and how terrifying to have left everyone she knew so far behind.
And an update: 6 kids, 12 grandkids, 7.5 great grandkids.
Gutsy lady.
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