I was blessed to have a Dad that worked 2 – 3 jobs to take care of me and my 4 sisters, my mom and my dog. He may have needed that time away from all of us girls!
I remember loving the fact when I was little that my mom was able to stay at home. I loved getting off of the school bus and knowing that she made something good for dinner or knowing that when I was sick she would be there to take care of me. I know it couldn’t have been easy raising so many little ones with only my father working but somehow they did it.
I remember the look on her face when we went shopping and I found a pair of shoes for only .99! I was so excited…so was she…I was only 3. She did good, she raised me right. She taught me how to look for a bargain at a young age. Yardsaling day was one of my favorites!
I guess with so many children, my parents normally got a nice size tax return for a few years. I do remember one year my dad gave each of us girls a crisp $50 dollar bill to go shopping with. That was a really big deal to a little girl.
I remember the day that she let me skip school because it snowed and school started late, she always had hot cookies and hot chocolate waiting. She taught me how to play board games and got on to me when I started getting mad when I wasn’t winning. Oh, the life lessons that she was teaching me then!
When all of my other sisters had gone off and got married, I was the last one there with my parents ~ My mom would make me a little heart shaped cake for Valentine’s Day. I still think about that every year.
My mom is a very sweet person and she would always tell me that I wasn’t better than anyone and no one was better than me. It’s funny how some of those little things stick with you in life. One of her other sayings when I was nervous about a job interview or meeting with someone – they can’t kill you or eat you. Really? That actually still makes me laugh although these days you can never tell mom, they just might!
For Sunday Dinner (one of my favorite days) ~ Homemade fried chicken, mashed potatoes, mac n cheese (with velveeta and butter), salad and rolls. She used to make this killer chocolate cake with a glaze that you put on it while it was still hot.
I remember coming home from church late at night and her making us homemade hot chocolate or sneaking us cheese and crackers to our room if it was already past our bedtime and she knew we were hungry.
Black jelly beans? ick! But mom loved them (or so she said) now I think she probably just ate them because she knew we didn’t like them and she didn’t want to waste. She also enjoyed Zero candy bars and Pecan Logs. She likes sweets, so one year along with her gift my sisters and I each bought her a can of frosting for laughs.
Every year for Thanksgiving, I still have to have her homemade cornbread dressing. No one else even compares to making one half as good as hers.
She’s still one who knows by looking in my eyes if I am sick or if I am upset about something. I remember her sitting on my bed with me when my first boyfriend broke up with me, she cried with me. She was always the first one to say that he wasn’t good enough anyway and not to worry about him.
She’s still the one to pray for me. I still remember hearing her pray when I was walking down the halls of my house. She would spend her special time with God each day. I am really blessed and feel like one of the reasons that I am who I am today is because of her.
I had lunch with her on Sunday and have a hard time believing that she’ll be turning 70 this year. I realized that it’s really time to make time to spend time with her and my Dad, maybe that’s why I’m so nostalgic today. I feel blessed to still have her in my life and can’t wait to see how much she loves her 70′s.
I love you mom!
~ SSG