All Growed Up!
1967 - age 14: That’s my Mum in the middle. Now you can see where I get my big hair from.
(left) Check out those ringlets!/ (right) Look at that collar - look familiar?
My Mum grew up in Guyana and moved to Winnipeg (Canada) with my father when she was 19 years old. She was the first in her family to get married, and by the time she was my age (26) she had two sons and was a successful banker. She’s a smart woman with a huge heart. She also is the only member of my family who can beat me at Monopoly…
I’ve recently realized that whenever I get into trouble it’s because I’ve forgotten half or all of my Mum’s wisdom, “Remember who you are, and whose you are.” She has sent me off on many an adventure with those words echoing in my ears. My Mum is perceptive, she knew I wanted to be a photographer long before I did. She bought me my first camera years before I would admit to anyone that I loved photography, and has supported me non-stop since this whole journey began.
Happy Birthday Mum. I love you.
Happy Birthday Mrs. Bistonath!!