When I looked up the word Birthday the title words are just a few that popped up. Today I’m remembering my mom Rita on what would be her 95th birthday!

Rita taught me what a well-decorated home was. How the right accessories, art and plants transform a space. That a small lamp placed anywhere is always a yes. How to group family photographs enmasse on tables or a wall gallery style. How to turn simple fabric into a curtain swag and the immense enjoyment of shelter magazines. She really had an incredible eye.

I’m tickled to have several inherited pieces here in the Chalet.

Rita in my childhood home hosting a bridal shower for my cousin Sharon 1982

She was a delightful hostess and adored welcoming friends for any occasion. I learned that a meal doesn’t need to be complicated to be the best. She prepared the very best roast beef and her chocolate syrup recipe is fantastic. I was taught how to set an elegant table. How to pick greenery from the yard for an arrangement.

“Rita taught me to appreciate beauty. ”

My love of reading is due to her and our weekly library visits.

Before marrying Daddy she modeled and understood jewelry and shoes elevate any outfit. That you should always have these staples in your wardrobe: A basic black dress that can be worn year round, lined wool pants, leather gloves, a merino wool sweater and scarves.

All things I hold dear I learned from her and I count myself blessed she was my sweet, funny and beautiful mom.

This painting by James Jebusa Shannon has for years held a special place in my heart. It reminded my sister of Mommy, she and I. Our mom had a copy of it.