Saturday, April 25, 2009
The tomato queen
Scratching Post, Weekender, The Star
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How can I not be proud of this woman?
Her gung-ho, her resourcefulness, her never-say-die attitude: these are but the tip of the iceberg. Damn. Should I have suggested "My mum the wonderwoman" as the headline? Oklah, I'm sure I wouldn't have been able to get away with it :P
As I write this, she's outside, pottering in the garden and humming to herself. I guess she's, umm, pleased? :)
You might be surprised to know that I've never been really close to my mum until recent years, after I quit my job and had more time to spend with her, and learn from her, and enjoy her. Every day, I'm peeling off new layers and finding out that she's got so much more in her bag of tricks and ideas.
Friends who read the article would probably be nodding in agreement all the way. I may be her daughter and proud as hell about her, but I'm not exaggerating one whit.
Because my mum, incredible as it may seem when you lay eyes on her perky, petite frame for the first time, really is larger than life.