One Hundred Years

My mother was born 100 years ago today. She narrowly escaped being a Leap Year's Baby of 1916. Her mother named her Rosa May Mackey, but the doctor entered "Rose May Mackey" on her birth certificate.

The Mackey family in 1916: Back Row--Will, Rhoda holding baby
Rose; Front Row--Vera and William Boyce.

Mother died in December of 2010, so she did not quite make it to the century mark. Her almost 95 years left a big mark on her children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren, as well as so many others whose lives she touched. I've lost count of her descendants, but she is widely known as Grandma Rose.

When she died, her body was afflicted with many age-related problems, but her mind was always her own. I like to think of her with her strength and energy restored in Paradise. Happy Heavenly Birthday, Mother!