Mother's Day 2008

Today I will pay homage to my own mom, who passed away in 1979. Actually May 31, 1979.
She was a good mother; tried to raise us up right; used a switch or a belt whichever she thought would get her point across the best. But I never felt abused, just disciplined. I really didn't even know what "abused" was until I was grown and heard about parents not being able to discipline their children without being investigated! So much has changed since I was a child.
She worked in a sewing factory most of her life and I think she met my dad in a canning factory. I have some pics of her and she was a beautiful teenager.
But my mom died at 62 and I thought that was old! But now at 56 I realize that isn't old at all. It's quite young! She was very sickly most of her adult life, that I remember. She used to make me all sorts of clothes and one night she stayed up all night making an outfit for me to wear to school the next day! It was a brown button up jacket and pants to match. It was the style that the Beatles wore with the high collar. I was so proud of that outfit!. She made my two prom outfits and they were beautiful. Both had capes and long dresses made out of satin. The first one was green with a cape, and the second one was off white with gold trim and a cape with fur trim. She also started my wedding dress (when I married Steve) but my sister Donna had to finish it because Mama got sick. She was quiet and reserved most of the time. But she liked to sew, can and cook when she felt like it. We used to sit together on the couch and before you knew it, my head was in her lap. I was napping. It was so sweet. She loved for me to shampoo her hair in the kitchen sink and then roll it up for her, and when it would dry I would comb it out for her and style it. She wore shirt dresses and sandels and always had beautiful nails, even when she was sick. I used to paint her nails for her too. She always tried to be a lady and when she went out she wanted to look her best.
She loved her family. She was my friend. And I think that it is because of that love that I am able to look past all the bad things that happened in my childhood and love my family . I am so blessed to be a mother, a grandmother, a wife and sister to all those that I love. Thanks Mom..I love you and miss you much.