The Greatest Gift

Barely two feet tall at three years old I sat in a chair at Mama Helen’s home waiting to open my birthday presents.  My Grandmother and Mother brought out a present that was bigger than me, certainly much taller than I was.  I was so excited and could not wait to open it; so excitedly I pushed my little glasses up on my face and swung my feet in anticipation as I was not tall enough to have them planted on the floor from the chair and as they placed the gift in my lap, I took a deep breath and unwrapped it only to find out it was …

A BROOM!

This was not your typical household broom to sweep the floors with, but a witch’s broom much like you’d see in the wizard of oz.

As I sat there crying in the chair my Grandmother and Mother all of a sudden became the paparazzi and snapped pictures left and right as I heard them say ‘our little witch born on mischief night was one of the greatest gift we ever received.’

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Reflecting back, I realize that the broom was the greatest gift I ever received.  While a witch is not such a desirable namesake it does resemble a woman of strength, courage and power.

 My real presents that day were not far away, which I unwrapped with all smiles.

While Mama Helen and Mommy are no longer here to celebrate my birthday I know they are celebrating in my honor from above and I just have to say to them yes, I still drive a ‘stick’ and the apple does not fall far from the tree(s) as I have learned from only the BEST witch’s.