"Mamasan" is the name I dubbed my mother-in-law when I married her son Peter 6 years ago. Both of my parents had died by then, and she had become so precious to me and revered by me that "Mamasan" sounded perfect for her. At Peter's and my wedding, when I told her that's what I wanted to call her, she smiled a wide smile and agreed right away. Ever since then, any time I call her on the phone and say, "Hello, Mamasan!" she immediately knows it's me and responds, "Well, hello, Colleen. How are you today! I'm so glad to hear from you. You must be out for a walk!" And I usually am taking her on my walk when I call. She knows me well.
Mamasan's 80th birthday was last week, and she requested that each of her 5 children arrange a time during this year to individually celebrate with her. A year-long birthday celebration sounded just right for such a special year. She's visiting with us now, and we brought together 3 of her 8 grandchildren and their special friends for a lovely time at a restaurant for brunch. Tomorrow, two of those grandchildren will take her out for another "date" for lunch. I'm so glad that she's enjoying every moment of all this attention.
Having a wonderful relationship with my mother-in-law is a treasure for me. She's a vibrant, wonderful lady, and I cherish this special 80th birthday time we are having with her.
Happy Birthday, Mamasan, and I wish you many more!
Much love to you,
Colleen
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