Studly Doright, the love of my life, was raised by an extraordinary woman who I’ve dubbed Saint Helen. Last week Studly and I traveled to the Texas panhandle to join in the celebration of Saint Helen’s 80th birthday.
The event, held at the Senior Citizen’s Center in Hereford, Texas, on Sunday afternoon was grand, with well over a hundred people in attendance. I turned to one of my children as I observed Helen greeting yet another guest and said, “You’re going to need to hire folks to come to my 80th.”
I believe said child muttered something about there being no way I’d make it to 80 before dutifully responding, “Sure, Mom!”
Eighty is only two decades away for me, so I better start being nicer to people. Dammit.
Back to Saint Helen, though…I took a great many photos and while most of my followers are not among her friends I hope you’ll indulge me. She really is a terrific person and the very best mother-in-law imaginable.
My daughter, her middle daughter, and I arranged all of the flowers for the event. Not bad for three novices.
I can’t imagine a better way to celebrate than with this bunch.