
Hey sis! Hope your Monday is going great. I'm still thinking about the story idea you were talking about Friday night and crossing fingers and toes that you do it someday! Mwahahaha
Fallin' behind, eh?
I hope it's all good!
yes i tend to make up my own words, LOL.) They were such a handful for the days I was watching them. Then again who could resist having them lay on the couch with you
well I must be off, take care. peace out...
they are so sweet! Diva is just soooo cuteness...
He so DOES NOT want to piss the KELLER in me off!
Tagged ya! Hahaha, yeah, B, that's me. Hope I meet your graphic expectations! So glad to have you around SharBear
GoodWhat do girls do who haven’t any mothers to help them though their troubles? – Louisa May Alcott, 1832-1888, American Author
My mother is my greatest idol and biggest fan. My last post was rather choppy and nothing more than a brief overview of my family. I offer many apologies to all of you, especially my BF. My mother deserves a post all to herself. God knows where I’d be without her. Wherever it might be, I’d be miserable if she wasn’t in my life.
My mother worked hard nearly every day of her life. From waiting tables to greasy factories, my mother has done it all. No matter how rough it got, she has always been a lady. This is a state of mind, more than anything. You don’t have to wear haute courtier or get a manicure every week. My mom didn’t have to be a Kennedy to have class.
She quit school at 16 to take care of her little brother and never stopped doing for others. Now, she has her GED and many other computer certificates besides. I am so proud of her and am glad to tell her so. She has taken computer classes to manicuring and sewing classes. I guess I get my love of learning from her.
It seems all my life that Mom has the answer. She can do anything and everything. To this day, her home cooking makes my mouth water when I’m not even there. She could always sew, fix, or arrange anything. From play costumes to hemming my favorite pants it was Mom to the rescue. All this, and she was working her fingers to the bone 40 hours plus a week too. She never forgot she was a mom.
When I was five, my father and I were in an auto accident. They got my mom from work and rushed her to the hospital without really telling her anything about our condition. She walked in the doors and I could see her, upside down since I was lying down and she was behind me. I hadn’t cried at all until then, even with a shattered clavicle. Suddenly I bawled, “There’s my mommy!” I just knew everything would be all right now.
As the youngest, I was afforded some leeway. On Saturday mornings, I would be the first kid up and she would let me go with her out to breakfast than to garage sales or fishing with Grandma. “Shari,” she’d warn, “You need to be quiet. I can’t afford to take all of you kids.” When she got the job at GM I still remember her bringing McDonald’s breakfast home for all of us. I knew if we all were eating take out that it was special. LMAO. The things we recall.
To this day I can talk to my mother about anything. Many people don’t have this kind of relationship with either of their parents and I know it is special. Even as a teen, there was no awkward stage. We never argued or grew apart. She has just always been there and I know I’m so lucky to have her.
She lives very far away now, in Florida. She never has to get stuck in snow or shovel a sidewalk. She doesn’t have to worry about driving in a blizzard or defrosting her car.
I miss her every day. People where I used to work would be driven crazy for days by me singing, “I get to see my mooooommy.” when a visit was imminent. I know it’s silly. There ya go.
This isn’t as much a rant as an ode to my mom. She’s the greatest person I know and now I’m glad she is enjoying a much-needed retirement down in Naples. Even if I do miss her like crazy, I’m glad she is finally relaxing. I love you Mom.
Peace Out
I don't have much to add other then to confirm that IT IS ALL TRUE!!! Shari's mother is a hell of a lady! :) Shari reminds me so much of her.
It sounds like you take after a wonderful lady Shari! She did a great job raising you. I can agree whole heartedly with moms being the greatest. I call mine every morning, cry and say I want her still, when I am sick or stressed. I'm a mamma's girl to the hilt. It's nice to know there are others like me!