I tried to find a pic of glads and roses in a mixed bouquet - it would have been perfect. Think glads were one of Mom's favorite flowers. Sorry, Mom, but you loved roses, too. So glad we gave you them to enjoy.We all loved Mom's sense of adventure and fun. As kids, she'd get us in the car and we'd all sing at the top of our lungs as she bombed down the road. Of course, had to have "I spy" game going, also.
It was very common to see Mom, all 95 pounds of her, roaring around town in Dad's 3 ton gravel/coal truck - horror on the faces of the town "ladies" and men. We three would be happily stuffed in the truck with her. Dad was summoned by "Grandpa" (her father) who informed Dad it wasn't "right" for Mom to drive a truck! Also, when she got her own car, again Grandpa called a meeting and protested. To Dad's credit he sided with Mom, of course! This was about 1951 and I am proud he treated her as the proud, tough, strong, humorous person she was. The local ladies were jealous of Mom's having her own car and when Dad got her a used Studebaker, they teased her. "don't know if you were coming or going to town!" Thanks for the memories, Mom. From "The Three of Us". Hugs. xxx
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Hi Jean,
Your mother sounds like mine! Although my mother did not ever get her driver’s license, she was unconventional in other ways, proud, tough, strong, humorous, and very much her own person. And -- boy -- did she love her family! She had a heart as big as the world. It’ll be two years in May since she died. I miss her more than words can say. And, like you, I don’t expect the grief to ever come to an end. And that’s good thing. As you said, “We grieve because we love...”
Hugs to you, and cheers to wonderful mothers!
Oh, I wanted to ask you too, do you mind if I put a link to your blog on mine?
To quote: "I'd be honored"! Thanks Helena. Got to tell you the "raw" grief does abait but it sure takes it's sweet time! I will write a post today about something which helped me-but others had to suffer first.Hugs to you and hope yourday is full of sunshine.
You brought back so many fond memories, thank's sis!
I'm glad you enjoyed- after some time it does get easier and I'm happy for our memories. It's a beautiful sunny day - Mom would have approved:)
Jean and Shirley: Thanks for your words of your mother. Really made me think of how grateful I am that my mom is still living, 97years old on March 17, and she's still knows us and phones at least once a week. She is in a Nursing Home at Arborfield, SK which is about 35 miles from my home. I usually try to go over at least once a week, however with being housebound the past 3 months after double knee surgery, I have only got there twice the week of her birthday.Mom used to sew all of my sister's and my clothes, was a great cook, not much of a driver tho, but did learn after she won a car playing Bingo in the mid 50's. Mom did every craft going, ending up with painting beautiful pictures, of which I have several in my home.
Wow! Double wow for your Mom - give her a hug for me- I just came in from cleaning cedars 'cause I needed a break- she'd be laughing if she knew!Have a great day, Elaine.
What wonderful memories to treasure! My grandma was like that -- just so much fun! I never stop missing her. I guess that's just the way it is when the people we love so dearly have gone on before us. I will be thinking of you this week, and I'm glad that you have sweet memories to hold in your heart of your dear mother.
Thanks, Trish. Appreciate the words.
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