So when she mentioned that she was jumping through the various hoops toward citizenship while in her 70s, I was feeling a bit protective. Was she planning to go on exotic travels?? NOW??
Thankfully not (because if she did, I probably wouldn't have slept a wink the whole time). Recall that after 9/11, "aliens" were scrutinized a little harder, sweet and fully legal or not. We actually knew of a couple who were sent packing. I'm sure my mom wasn't at any risk of being deported, but I guess for her sake, she decided to be safe.
The day of the ceremony was a fun one. Mom had gone up to brother Hagrid's the day before, then Hagrid drove her to Denver and I met them at the venue. Guano didn't make it, probably off fighting the wars somewhere.
It was actually quite nice. I was expecting the thing to be rather dry - a monotone reading off of names as each new citizen stood to get their official documents. Now, ten years later, it's all a bit blurry, but I remember a video that made us feel all patriotic, a speaker who had herself recently become a citizen and had found wonderful success, and of course, my brother Hagrid quietly making funny comments.
As this was happening, I looked over the crowd of pending new citizens, about 50 or so. There was a good variety of ages and nationalities. And there was mom, impeccably and appropriately dressed as always. She'd always had such a strong fashion sense, knowing just what to wear for any occasion.
Side note: for my wedding, she didn't even shop for a "mother of the bride" dress, just looked in her closet and said, "I think I'll wear that blue one". It was perfect.
Side side note: I did not inherit this trait.
ANYWAY, it was a nice ceremony, and when it was done, Mom was already friends with a few fellow new citizens as well as the immigration official who'd sworn them in. I remember the official kept saying nice things about "Josefina", since that's the name on my mom's paperwork, although she'd never gone by Josefina. My mom was Pining, (peh-NEENG), which is the my-friends-call-me version of Josephine in the Philippines.
We snapped a few happy pics afterwards. I've got a few with Hagrid too, but recall that he needs to remain all mystery man, so I'll just post the above pic...
For Mama Kat's prompt:
1. Find a photo of yourself taken 10 years ago and display it on your blog along with a current photo. How have you changed since the day that photo was taken?
I'm breaking the rules a bit by not posting a current photo - y'all know what I look like now, right? And as far as how I've changed? Well, I miss Mom now, but I'm still ever proud to be her daughter.