It”s funny how no matter how old I get, it still brings a smile to my face when I think my mama would be proud of me. Mom passed away eariler this year…wow…it seems like ages ago. It’s been a life time…it seems…since I was able to share with her my little successes in life…since we could share a laugh together…or she would give me “that look” that only a mother can give.
My mother was raised during the Great Depression..in a home with 12 kids and an abusive father. What she learned out of that experience is to never feel sorry for herself. To look on the sunny side. It was a lesson that served her well throughout her life.
It didn’t matter how much money she had later in life…she wasn’t about to spend it foolishly.
This morning I took a king size blanket that I didn’t need anymore…because I no longer have a king size bed anywhere…and cut it in half and made two twin size blankets. My mother used to do this often. The thirft store charged one price for a blanket…it didn’t matter what size it was…so she figured why not get one big enough to make two out of the same amount of money.
It’s so funny how such a simple thing can bring back memories of her…makes me wonder what will remind my kids of me some day. Oh lordy…I hate to think..heheheee.
What makes you think of your mom?