Happy Birthday Mom!

I know she doesn't read it, but I want to acknowledge my mom's birthday here anyway. She had three girls by the time she was twenty-five, managed survive us and rural West Virginia until she hit her mid-thirties, then insisted that we moved somewhere that did not require an hour's drive to the nearest grocery store.

She has survived more than her share of physical and emotional upheaval in the past few years and has managed to maintain her role of rock in the lives of people around her. I wish her a better year in 2005 than she had in 2004.