My Mom

A while back I had kind of poked fun of my mom a little for some of the idiosychrocies she passed along to me. But lit'l sis had posted about going to the park during the summer for theater in the park.

Well let me just pass along some the things I remember as a kid about my mom.

Maybe the one that I miss the most, even as an adult, is when I was sick, mom was there with a hand on my forehead and most of the time she even gave me a foot rub that I would fall asleep to.

I remember my mom sitting on the stone steps out at the cottage reading her book watching me swim....She did this from the boat house also where she would rock on the swinging love seat.

I remember my mom reading me books, my favorite was caps for sale which I bought my boys just so I could read it over and over again. I just hope that they read it to their kids someday.

I remember my mom's voice at all my sporting games. Usually it was OOO's and Ahhh's and of course the cheering, she sometimes got out of control...But I always knew she would be in the stands....And even before running out on the court or field to play, I knew where she was in the stands.

I remember cooking with her.

I remember the look on her face as I literally climbed the doorway frames.

I remember watching TV next to her on the couch and eating popcorn, which she is the best at making.

I remember her waiting for us kids to go to bed before breaking out the corn nuts...And even when I came back down stairs she always shared.

I remember her buying "fizzy" water to add to juice so it seemed more like soda.

I remember her buying apple juice in small cans so when my dad cooked out I could stand next to him while he drank a beer.

I remember her voice calling me in at night during the summer.

I remember her letting me help with putting the dirty clothes in the washing machine, just cuz I thought it was cool.

I remember seeing her look out the backyard window while I was shooting baskets.

I remember going grocery shopping with her and always getting something special.

I remember going to church with her where she would bribe me with a candy bar afterward if I was good.

I remember the look on her face when I got to the age where my nights out consisted of more than just innocent fun.

I remember knowing that I could tell my mom anything (about those nights out) and she would shake her head with a little smirk on her face.

and I have to finish this up with maybe the best compliment I ever got about my mom. She once said she that felt closer to my mom than her own. She wasn't knocking her own mother, but rather complimenting on the love that my mom gives those of us in the family.....Unconditionally.

I remember the letter she wrote for me when I was senior in high school (all the parents did for their children), which I still have and still read every now and again.

So here is to my mom. I was going to wait for mothers day to write this but I think she would rather read it today.

At 10:18 AM,  Anonymous said...

Thanks for the beautiful tribute you paid me. So many memories that I had totally forgotten about because they were "just mom things to do" out of love. Never did I realize how much impact those moments would have on you, but I'm so glad they did. Thank you too, Jenny, for your compliment and I'm so honored to have your for my daughter-in-law. Love, Mom

 

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