My mother lived a long life, filled with family, good friends, and lots of laughter. In fact, it was her direct instruction to me that “Remember me with love and laughter” be on her grave marker.
It’s been over three years now since Mom passed away peacefully. Today, my daughter and I laughed all over again remembering some of our favorite stories about her. And I’ve decided to share some of them with you, so here’s the first one:
Circa 2005, and well into her 80s, Mom went into a store to buy some cards and gift wrap. The young cashier rang up her purchases, and said, “That will be $18.65.”
“1865,” said Mom. “That was a very big year.”
“Why?” asked the young cashier. “Is that the year you were born?”
And yes, anyone who says our public education system works should meet that cashier….