I remember watching the Oscars one year like we always did with the whole family in the TV room. We all loved movies; we watched them at the theaters of course but also on a device called VHS. This device was like a big cassette player but instead of music it would play your favorite movie on the TV screen. It also came with a neat remote control tied to the apparatus by an umbilical cord, the latest in technology! Every weekend we would go to the mall and enter a store with a library of cassettes displayed wall to wall. I think it was then when my love for American movies flourished.
Fast forward the VHS of our lives and Sally Fields was accepting a golden statue. "You love me, you really love me!" While the actress gave the speech with excitement I remember my mom being as excited as her. Not with the speech, but with the stylish necklace that graced her. It was a diamond link shaped like a delicate bow. It was elegant and sweet, just like my mom. From then on every time Sally would get taunted for what is now a famous acceptance speech; I remembered my mom and wished I could surprise her one day with one like it.
Today my mom turns eighty. She is a warrior, having looked at cancer in the face she stared at it defiant and healed herself with a smile. While recuperating from it she made friends with patients, doctors, nurses, everyone in her way. Of course that illness doesn't define her because that is how she has carried herself all her life. There is no circumstance in this world that would stop her from spreading her contagious joy. I wish the necklace I got for her on her birthday was made of diamonds. It is not, it is a delicate silver bow, one that carries all memories we have with one another. And like a sweet bow our love is intertwined forever.
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