My mom abruptly went to heaven today…and though I was ready…I was not. This woman went through polio, an abusive father and many financial hardships and this was her childhood. When she met my dad at a diner/honkey tonk, their mutual hardships and survivor mentality was their bond. They were married over 50 years with rich lives full of children, grandchildren and blessings. Strangely, when speaking to my siblings, we all have different “special” memories of my mom. Here are mine:
Though my mom was strict, she was always super-duper pampering when I sick…seven up, soup, a loving hand on my feverish forehead…her undivided attention in a large family….sadly, I was not sick much.
When I had my last child, the forth, it was very difficult on me and my body and my mom (who was working full time) took time off to spend with me. Wow, what a pleasure to have her change diapers, talk to me, and fix me meals when I was weak and overwhelmed.
Weirdly, a lot of us in the family cooked…but what do I love about my mo
m is her recipe for…are you ready for this?…egg salad…yes, I now make the best egg salad ever….thanks mom…
She was very willing to help me at my little Shoppe at the craziest time…Halloween….she would answer the phone oh so sweetly when all the rest of us regular employees were running around in circles like loony birds…and she liked it…I believe she even thrived and “looked forward” to this time with me. I know I did…one more time
THANKS MOM…though I will miss you…you are back with Daddy now…in Gods loving hands…
