This and that: Remembering Mom

Sunday, May 12, 2013

Remembering Mom


Today is Mother's Day, a day to do wonderful things for our Mom.
Mother's Day has been a bitter sweet day for me for many years.
My mom passed away in 1985 at a young age of 42.

Remembering Mom


When I think of my mom I think of the kind and loving person she was.  She always had a smile on her face and kind words to say about everyone and everything.  She had friends of every ages, from the very young to the very old.  We always had a houseful and the coffee pot was always ready for that person that would pop in for a quick visit.  Mom would stop what she was doing and share a laugh or two with her friend, or give advice or just be there if the person needed that.
My mom was a mother of 9 children and she loved each of us.  Her children were the center of her world and she worked very hard to give us everything that we wanted.  My best memories of her was every summer she would load up the vehicle and us and take us to a beach for a week or two.  I know that it wasn't easy for her to do this or even financially something that was easy, but she wanted us to have a vacation.  I think of it now and wondered how she even managed it.  If we were close to home, dad would come for the weekends but otherwise it was just mom and us kids.
Another great memory was her baking.  There was always something fresh from the oven ready for us when we arrived home from school.  Fresh warm bread, smothered with butter and peanut butter, and we could eat to our fill.  At lunch when we would come home, everything was on the table for us, ready to sit down to eat.  Often friends that lived on the farm would come home with us instead of staying at school and to this day, they still comment on how Mom would invite them to the table and dish up a plate of food for them.  Another memory I have of Mom's baking is one Easter she forgot to buy candies to put in our Easter basket.  That Saturday night she started to make sweet bread after the younger kids went to bed.  These bread were in the shape of rabbits and she made our baskets so wonderfully with coloured coconut for grass that the bunnies laid on.  This was my favorite Easter as it came from her heart.  She passed on her love of cooking and baking to me.
Mom was not only my my mother but also my friend and I lost both a friend and a Mother when she died.  I know that she is still with me, not only can I see it when I look in a mirror (as I think I do look like her) but I can see her in my actions.  I am thankful for the years that I had her at my side, teaching me, guiding me and loving me.  I only hope that I can be half the person that she was during her short life.
I love you Mom and miss you!


Wishing all the mothers, grandmothers, aunts or even those that are someone's mother figure 
A  Very Happy Mother's Day!



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4 comments :

  1. Marlys what a moving and touching post! I'm sure she is smiling at you from heaven and is always like an angel watching over you everyday. As you said she lives in you, in your heart and your actions! Big Hug Marlys! I will say a prayer to your mom today as I will for my grandma, my angel watching over me in heaven!

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    1. Thanks Lizy, My mom was and still is a very important part of my life.

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  2. You have such vivid memories of your mother; she was clearly a very special person. The legacy of how she lived her life is a wonderful one for you, Marlys.

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    1. My mom was a very special person and her life lives through all of us.

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