After over 20 years, my mother and I have been living together again for the past 8 months. It's been working out much better than any of us expected, proving the old adage that daughters becoming mothers does wonders for the family dynamics. A few weeks ago we celebrated Ingrid's 70th birthday with a big dinner party, and we both had to think very hard about the last time she and I celebrated a birthday together on the actual day(s). We think it was sometime in the 1980s, before I went off to boarding school. Sometime in the 1990s we had a party on the mid-way point between our two birthdays, but basically it's been a while and now we get to enjoy each other's idiosyncrasies on a daily basis -- or at least until the CIS kicks her out, but that's a topic for another day. In the meantime, because I don't say it enough (and because I'll be very lucky to have Freya say it one day):
My Mother Rocks!
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Hi Astrid! So glad to hear that life with Ingrid is going well. Please say hello to her from me, though I'm not sure she'll remember me... Its great that Freya will have that special bond with her Oma. Did you get the hat that I sent? Happy Summer! Love, Sarah
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