I wanted to share this today, because Fridays are such busy days for me and I'm thinking of her today. Maybe Friday will be a good day and I will think of the fun times, not the bad. Like I always say, "So glad to have had the dance!"
Another year has passed, and I don't miss my mom any less. Isn't it strange that you start re-living that time ? I hate that, but I do like all the good times I remember with her...too many to remember at one time. I guess as long as I have this blog, you will see these things...remembering my mama & daddy. The following was written in 2009...If you have any good memories of her, comment...let me know the fun times you might have had with her.
She was always “mom” to my sister’s & I’s friends. She was more like “one of the girls”. Which wasn’t always a good thing for her to be. But she was always fun for us to be around and loved our friends.
I loved the times I spent with her. We liked to do crafts. We cross stitched and sewed. At one time we worked for a lady that groomed dogs. Mom & I made Dog Bows…10 cents apiece. We created them and made some that were really cute and different. If mom didn’t have 2-3 craft projects to work on, something was definitely wrong. She also crocheted. She tried to teach me, but with her being left-handed and me being right-handed, I didn’t learn very much of it. Now I wish I had.
I used to (up until she died) hold hands with her. I loved her hands. They were strong, soft and loving. I miss her hands.
We would travel together. We had such good times. My grandparents lived in Nebraska and we’d take road trips. We always took Fried chicken and cheese and grapes, candy, chips ….I would drive and she would get our lunch ready and feed it to me….not actually “feed” but make sure it was all at my fingertips. We also took several trips to my sister, Lori’s, in Arkansas to visit her family.
I was in Nebraska with her when he father died. That was a hard trip. I was there for 2 weeks and got a ride home with my sisters, while she stayed for a while longer. I hated to leave her, but I was so homesick for my husband. She was such a strong, independent woman.
She was so organized. Boxes, containers and making sure everything had a place. It was funny because as organized as she was, she was always looking for something.
I like to think of what she may look like now,
12 14 years later. She would be 71 73 years old. I wonder what she would look like as an old lady.
My sister, Kim, just reminded me that she also had the best hugs & kisses and the softest lips. She never cleaned her glasses. I also remember that she never dusted..her famous words, “Why should I? It will just get dusty again”. I would write in it. I once gave her a plaque that I now have on my wall,…”you can touch the dust, but please, don’t write in it!” (I’m not as bad as she was about dusting, though!)
The last time I spent with her, I had planned a trip to Arkansas to see my sister. I was looking forward to some “alone” time driving the 6 hours by myself. Mom just kind of invited herself and came with me. We had such a great time and I’m so glad she went with me, because about 1-1/2 weeks later she was gone.
Please take the time to LOVE your parents. AND YOUR KIDS, you never know when they won’t be there. I had GREAT times with my mom, but I sure wish I had ALOT more!!