Happy Mother's Day "Nanny"

My mother celebrated her 80th birthday in March and I am so blessed to have another Mother’s Day to share with her.
Here is some trivia about what has happened in her lifetime:
There have been 13 presidents since she was born, beginning with Franklin D. Roosevelt who served from March 4, 1933 to April 12, 1945.
The average house cost $5,970 and the yearly average salary was $1,600.
Gas was 10 cents a gallon, a loaf of bread was eight cents and a pound of hamburger meat was 12 cents.
In 1934, the New York Giants defeated the defending champs Chicago Bears 30-13 for the NFL title.
The St. Louis Cardinals downed the Detroit Tigers in the seven game battle for the World Series trophy.
Brothers Dizzy Dean and Paul Dean each won two games for the “Gas House Gang” Cardinals.
The Minnesota Golden Gophers won its first football national championship in 1934, but Alabama also finished 10-0 with win over Stanford in the Rose Bowl and the Crimson Tide claimed a share of the title.
But back to Mother’s Day and the reason for this column.
She loved me when I didn’t love myself.
She supported my dreams while others scoffed.
Mom was always putting herself last in line for food, new clothes or just finding time for herself.
All through school she was quick to praise us for even little improvements.
Mom was there to see me graduate from high school and earn both Bachelor’s and Master’s degrees.
She pushed me to continue on even when I wasn’t sure I could handle the rigors of higher education.
I was never an All-State athlete and sat the bench most sports I participated in, but she was still supportive and helped teach me what it meant to be a team player.
Both her and my grandma spent hours writing letters and memoirs of their lives so we can learn about their lives.
So I guess it makes sense that I became I journalist, as I inherited their gift for writing.
I am so lucky to still have my mom to call on the phone and wish her a Happy Mother’s Day.
She has seen the birth of her grandchildren and now great-grandchildren who call her “Nanny.”
I know there will be tears shed today for mothers who are no longer here with their children.
For those who can, take time today to hug your mom or send you love with a conversion over the phone.
You will be glad you have that chance and took the time.