Happy birthday Wilma

       In 1982 my father reunited with his high school sweetheart, Wilma. Wilma's three children where already grown,  and out on there own.   This amazing lady chose to marry my dad and raise two more teenage girls, my sister and I.  Wilma became a part of my life when I was 13.  I am so very blessed to have this lovely lady as the mom who chose me.        Wilma took me to get my braces on when I was about 14, or 15.  On the way home we stopped at a little diner and got lunch. She sat there, very patiently, as I spent over an hour attempting to eat a burger.       I could not ask for a better mom. Happy birthday, I love you.