There's just nothing like a mom! I remember the last time I sat with mine at the hospital 15 years ago when she was 83 and was able to tell her what a good mom she had been as tears streamed down both of our faces. It was something I'll never forget. So glad you had that close bond. Some people never experience that. Love you! Holly
Oh Lisa, Those are some very precious memories of both your Mom and Dad! Made me think about times I spent with my Dad in the fields so many years ago-- the best of times for sure! I loved to "fix fence" with him! Often times it involved lying on our stomachs in the fence line and watch the baby fox play in the sunshine on the hillside in the pasture! Memories that are over 60 years old and still fresh in my mind! NO ONE can ever take those away from you Lisa and they remain just as precious and maybe even more so as time goes by! Love and God Bless and some HUGE Huggles too! Merry CHRISTmas!
It's the memories that help us thru it all. This summer I was remembering how your Mom took charge and watered the plants at the City Hall. It was so nice that someone cared to help! Take care! Remember she is your angel and she is always with you! :)
Beautiful story & tribute, Lisa. You should be a writer!
I loved putting out my Christmas quilt. It's one Mom started with familiar patchwork fabrics from the early 1980's. Mom never got it finished, but your mom painstakingly searched to find the right prints for the edging and back to finish it for me! She said newer prints just didn't look right with the older fabrics--and she located some old ones! And now it's perfect and such sweet memories! ❤️
Our Moms were the best! From my heart to yours, may all these firsts, though tinged with tears, bring joy at what we were so blessed to have known and will carry with us forever. Some of the best bakers reside in Heaven now❤️
It's often the simple little things that we end up treasuring the most. Last year at this time, knowing your mom was close to ending her time with us, I could not get the song "O, Holy Night" out of my head. I knew it was a sign and I kept my eyes wide open for more signs. And, there were more. Perhaps this Christmas you'll look up and see a star wink just for you. Know that a part of your mom will always be with you. Those "firsts" are hard but, you lean on family and friends and together we get through the firsts. No matter how many years pass, it will still hurt and you'll still miss your mom (you may even get wet eyes) but know in your heart that your mom is still with you--she's never leaving and she'll always watch over you. It's something moms just do. Merry Christmas!