In honor of Mother's Day- What is great about your mother. My mother passed away-However, she will always be the most optimistic person that I knew.
Great thing about Mom
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She always was there for me. There were subjects she would not discuss with me, but that was how she was raised.
She instilled in me the values that I have now.
She instilled in me the values that I have now.
Mom was a good person and a kind soul at heart... And could wield one of these like a ninja warrior when I deserved it growing up.
She keeps me in order............
And makes a heck of a meatloaf.........oh.........
And makes a heck of a meatloaf.........oh.........
My mom was very smart. She read a ton of books and retained what she read. She stood up for me when others were determined to keep me down. Great cook. Just the best grandma to my kids.
I miss her every day.
I miss her every day.
Mom was smart.
She always wanted me to succeed
Not mentally healthy, but smart.
in ways that would reflect well on her.
You see what I'm saying.
She seemed to know what I was going to do before I did it. Like this time, I was late for school...walking distance away. Don't know why I was late...Hurry up! Or you'll be late for school! The equivalent of...wait now...was going to say the GQ alarm on ship, but I'd sleep through that. They had to send someone down to Ops berthing compartment to wake me up. When Ma yelled, you jumped...I dressed before I hit the floor and she met me at the bottom of the steps, I tug on my swampers, pull on my winter coat, pull my choppers on, pull my chook over my head, and off I go. Double time. And lo and behold, there's Mr Darcy's bus dieseling up the hill. I hunker behind a snowbank. This was all new. I was always there, in school, before the kids from Dollar Bay showed. Anyway, I stayed there until I heard them singing the National Anthem. I felt like a traitor.
So...I figured to go hide in the chicken coop. Show up at the kitchen table for lunch...and worry about the rest of the day after that. I no sooner turn the wood block holding the coop door closed than I hear Ma yell from the basement doorway, where do you think you're going! Buster! Sheesh! I was that close! We had school at the kitchen table and after lunch she sent me to school. Was years before I cut classes again. I was only in the 1st grade at the time. I've lived longer with my mother than I have lived with her. She's been gone a long time. She knew I wasn't going to continue on to school once that bus started up the hill. How she knew that I don't know.
So...I figured to go hide in the chicken coop. Show up at the kitchen table for lunch...and worry about the rest of the day after that. I no sooner turn the wood block holding the coop door closed than I hear Ma yell from the basement doorway, where do you think you're going! Buster! Sheesh! I was that close! We had school at the kitchen table and after lunch she sent me to school. Was years before I cut classes again. I was only in the 1st grade at the time. I've lived longer with my mother than I have lived with her. She's been gone a long time. She knew I wasn't going to continue on to school once that bus started up the hill. How she knew that I don't know.
Like Gibraltar, she is always there. Love you, Mom.
....as tyrannical and over-protective as Momma was and is-she loves me with all her heart...I know that, and I know how fortunate I am to still have her around at age 85...
She was always there and i could talk about anything with her. She was very intelligent and wellread in many subjects. Often looked on questionshows and wondered aloud how come they didn't know so simple a question. On top of that she was the best cook i ever met. The last years before she passed away, a bit more than a year now, i had to help her with some things but since she had helped me her whole life that was no struggle. I miss her everyday. Other people say i look like her.
I envy you guys' relationships with your mom. That's not said with regret or a nudge for pity. It's genuine. My life has been blessed. I have no complaints. But what you guys are talking about would've been nice. Count yourselves lucky for it.
I could wax on for hours, though, about the fierce loyalty and nurturing of my kids' mom.
I could wax on for hours, though, about the fierce loyalty and nurturing of my kids' mom.
Can't come in this thread anymore.
Can't describe how much I miss her.
Can't describe how much I miss her.
(((DJ))) and (((nottie))) and (((arista))) I know you girls ache with your loss. The way you love your moms has really inspired me to work harder with my mom.
My mom has always been very chill. She caught me breaking every single rule and let me figure it out. Somehow she had confidence in me that I'd figure it all out - and I did, way early. She's not over protective - she's the opposite of that. She's a little selfish actually. She's a good listener. I inherited her awful habits of never mailing anything on time, never returning a library book on time and always forgetting to get gas. She and I drove all the way from Memphis to Hazard, KY on one tank of gas. We stopped to eat and even stopped at gas stations to go to the bathroom and get snacks, but not gas. We made it, but we were sputtering at the very last. We also look very much alike.
My mom has always been very chill. She caught me breaking every single rule and let me figure it out. Somehow she had confidence in me that I'd figure it all out - and I did, way early. She's not over protective - she's the opposite of that. She's a little selfish actually. She's a good listener. I inherited her awful habits of never mailing anything on time, never returning a library book on time and always forgetting to get gas. She and I drove all the way from Memphis to Hazard, KY on one tank of gas. We stopped to eat and even stopped at gas stations to go to the bathroom and get snacks, but not gas. We made it, but we were sputtering at the very last. We also look very much alike.
I fear this is me. Sometimes when I find myself asking too many questions and trying to protect my son, I remember a description you gave once of yourself as "the only child of an overprotective mother". I'm so fearful of all the ways my children can fall into trouble and mess up their lives entirely and forever. One second can everything. It worries me so.
...as a parent myself, I've known that fear many times...and all my kids have boned the pooch on multiple occasions, but I have learned to cut myself a break....I know that Tracy and I raised them well and gave them freedom to be themselves...it is what was denied me until I finally left home...
Yeah, I gotta reign it in or I'll drive them off - or else have kids that can't take care of themselves. It's a tough balance to hold.
Best thing i learned from my mom: "You don't have to like everyone in the world but you can always be polite." Can't tell you how many times I've used that advice (and passed it on to my own kids), or how many times it's paid off.