How I came to have 3 mothers – a fascinating tale
I know that mother’s day has passed already but to me it's mother's day the whole year . Now this might get a bit confusing as it’s basically half my life story, but bear with me and its going to be a long one. Well I was born in 1986 like most great men of my generation to Beata and Wilhelm. The later would pass on three years later. Now so that none of them can say I’m being unfair by putting one first before the others, we will go in alphabetical order. Mee Beata – “Bettie” Me and Bettie (as only I call her) are bound by the biological connection between mother and son, it’s evident when you find her looking at me with such curiosity, I flash a smile at her and she just beams with happiness (it must be the handsome face). In her eyes I am a treasure, worth all my skinny 68 kg’s in gold. If you ever wondered where I got the kindness and sincerity that some people say I have, then I can confirm that I got it from her. She’s a gentle giant, tall, elegant and ever so g...