I was looking through some photos of the family and I saw this one of my mother. I have fond memories of this special woman. Today many of us women think how difficult life is for them, but I see my Mom and I think of how on Earth did she do all of that? She was born in 1927, and experienced some of history's worst times, like the great depression, WW11. She was a war bride, married my dad and started life with so very little. My Dad always worked hard to bring in the money to take care of his family. It was my Mom who silently became the Wife, mother, doctor, cook, housekeeper, waste not , banker, mentor, accountant, etc. How could a woman with so many jobs work outside the home, raise six children and tend to eight people?
I look at her beautiful young shy face and I see a woman who gave to everyone and put herself last. She was everything to her children. She gave us values to help guide us along the way to adulthood. You can be extremely educated, but my Mom did what came natural to her, being a Mother. She dried our tears, held us when sick or scared, laughed with us and even played games and read to us.
We all looked forward to sliding in between our soft fresh smelling blankets at night. Our clothes had a sweet smell to them. Our house was very clean and she would even take time to make a special Sunday Dinner every week.
Yes, even though my Mom left us to soon, she gave all of us what we needed to prepare ourselves for our families. The values she instilled in our hearts made us the great Mothers we became.
One of the fondest memories I had was on a Thanksgiving Day, at 5:00am, she was up starting to prepare the turkey for dinner. I heard the clanking of pans and got up went to the kitchen and there she was, hair wrapped in curlers, nightgown and robe on, all by herself starting the day. I walked in and smiled at my Mom, placed my hands on hers as she was mixing the stuffing, I looked up and saw a tear slide down her cheek as she squeezed my hands and let me take over while she made a coffee. That tear was magic and when I looked into the photo on this page, I also had a tear slide down my cheek.
I love you Mom and still Miss you...see you again one day.