Give a memory of your mom

[Paradise18]

I was thinking about my mother this afternoon while I was peeling potatoes. She always said I left more potato on the peel than I put in the pot.

 

[maslex]

Sadly my mom passed away this past November at age 66 (one week after her birthday)

I have so many wonderful memories of her. But one that sticks with me is that she always thought of others before herself. Even when she was in a nursing home for the last year of her life. She would always tell me how bad she felt for many people in there since nobody came to see them. She would buy snacks and little trinkets for them whenever I took her out for the day. When she could walk, she would walk down the hallways (where many patients sat in their wheelchairs) and stop to talk with them, give them a big smile/hug and even fix their sweater or even their hair. Even when it got to the point that she was in a wheelchair, she had me stop pushing the wheelchair so she could sit and chat with others just to put a smile on their face.

Oh why do the good ones die so young!!!

Love & miss you so much Mom!!!

 

[NFLDERS]

My mom provided security.

This, with my explanation. During my Dad's alcohol addiction years she worked as a waitress, nursing home aid, and deli truck/food preparation; at a time when most were SAHM (1950's). This gave my two brothers, and I financial stability during those years, and enabled my Dad to embrace AA, and sobriety.

She passed 9 yrs ago at 88 yrs of age, and had been widowed for almost 25 before her death. We, my brothers, and I cherish our memories of her.

 

[aprilchem]

My mom would spank us with wooden spoons. The worst was in a moment of desperation she grabbed a dirty one from the sink with food gunk stuck to it . I remember screaming "get a clean one".

My mom used to spank us with those too - she would break them on us. She would also buy those wooden paddles with the rubber balls attached to them with elastic, and cut the elastic and balls off and use the paddles to hit us. I remember her breaking those on us as well.

My most vivid memory of my mom was once when I was a kid she was screaming at us in the backyard and hit the back door so hard with her fist that it shattered into a million pieces.

 

[WowLookAtThat]

Kind of a bad memory but I remember my mom had broken up with some boyfriend of hers and crying all the time. I was in those awkward pre-teen years and sporting an eyebrow that Frida Kahlo would envy. So, I shave the middle down, the sides looked uneven so I trimmed them to make them even but it never worked. In the end I looked like a bald pekingese dog. I walked over to her while she had a crying jag and she looks at me, screams and starts cracking up. After a few glasses of wine and some cice cream, she taught me how to do my eyebrows.

 

[Mokat76]

When I was stationed in Germany I paid my mom's way over for a two-week visit. We traveled all over, got lost a time or two, drank wine with my landlady (a German her age) and generally had a great time. That was the last big adventure before she got too frail to travel. It was a great memory and we relived our adventures until the day she died.

 

[Vicki926]

My mom died 11 years ago, when she was 62. I miss her every day!
What I loved about my mom, is that she was so easy going, so good natured, I'm not saying she never got mad, she did. But generally, someone always smiling.

A good memory of her is one night, we were at the campground we went to every summer (every weekends and a couple of weeks each year), and my brothers and I were looking for my parents(they used to go play cards with friends at various campsites). We were like hold on, just be quiet a second. And sure enough, a minute later, we heard my moms laugh and followed that to where she was down the block. We knew we'd hear her laugh soon enough and be able to find her b
She laughed loud and often.

 

[disney1990]

I just lost my Mom 3 months ago at age 92. She had the softest hands. I miss her.

 

[tazdev3225]

My mom is the one that every one else loves because they don't live with her. She had a tough childhood so she was always very critical of us all. I am the one who was the failure in her eyes because I majored in a non-science in college.

My fondest memory is from when I was about 8 though. She had some kind of toy demonstration and won a trip to the '64 World's Fair in New York. She took me. On that trip we rode the Carousel of Progress and IASW before they went to Disneyland and eventually Disney World. My 1st trip to WDW we rode IASW and all the wonderful memories came flooding back. Ironically my mom HATES Disney and doesn't get my love of it.

Of course she also decided we were going to be the next Von Trapp family and had us sit and sing the songs from the Sound of Music every night. That was just odd.

 

[HannaBelle]

My most vivid memory of my mom was once when I was a kid she was screaming at us in the backyard and hit the back door so hard with her fist that it shattered into a million pieces.

My older brother and I were always at odds and truly tormented my mother with our bickering. She was so frustrated with us one day that she slammed a cabinet door shut and it broke in half. By then, we were old enough to be ashamed of ourselves and just started avoiding each other.

My mother is an amazing woman and I am proud to be her daughter. She was the mom on the block everyone called "Mom", our door was always open and everyone was always welcome. I had more than one marriage proposal because every one wanted her for a MIL.

My favorite memory is grocery shopping one day when I was a teenager. I was being sassy and she asked me if I wanted her to slap my face. I mouthed off and said sure! She slapped me right there in the store and I was stunned into silence. I did not know whether to laugh or cry...

I had a high school boyfriend accidentally call her a "tough old bird" to her face. He meant it as a complement, but was mortified he had said it out loud. She thought it was great and cracked up laughing. I still call her that even now... She will be 68 this year and is my best friend.

 

[StitchBuddy]

My mom passed away at 55 yrs old. I have so many wonderful memories of her. She had a beautiful voice and we would sing in the car all the time, especially on long road trips. She loved the festivities of get ready for Christmas. She, my grandmother and I would sit around the kitchen table and wrap gifts. My grandmother would prepare the box by putting powder in the bottom to make it smell nice, then fold the tissue paper just perfect and put in the shirt or whatever was going in. Then, I would pick out the wrapping paper and my mom would wrap the gifts while I handed her tape. After all the packages were wrapped, she would make the most beautiful bows with the bow maker. We would make candy and cookies while listening to Bing sing Christmas carols. I miss her the most during that time of year

 

[faith o]

What an angel your stepmom was to you, Soldier's Sweetie.

Big lump in my throat reading all these stories.

Does anyone remember the Hilltop Restaurant in Saugus, MA? The enormous steakhouse/maze of rooms with the iconic cactus and fake cows that MIT students loved to out up on top of buildings and stuff? ) Well one year my brother and I took our mother there for Mother's Day. Mom was all dressed up, in heels, and had a couple of highballs. Well she went to the bathroom and never returned to the table. We initiated a search which involved paging her and going room to room, etc. We couldn't imagine what happened to her, but after nearly an hour we were getting really worried. I'm not sure who thought of it but I eventually went out to the parking lot where our car was parked way down back, and there she was - sitting on the car, swinging her legs, going, "Where have you been?" not realizing the trouble she'd caused, lol.

I am fortunate that at 89, she is still with us. This week at work I opened my lunch bag and found three big strawberries with the tops neatly trimmed and a small piece of strawberry cake that she'd given to me. She's pretty cute.

Ahh the Hilltop,,being torn down at this moment, Mom made me dress up to go there, great memories

 

[SirDuff]

My mum died at 51 from cancer. She could be a difficult woman, but we knew that she loved us fiercely. My big memory is actually a fairly small one - her sitting beside me, holding my hair, while I threw up due to a stomach bug. At the time, she was in the middle of one her (many) rounds of chemo, and I'm sure that the very last thing she wanted to do was see more vomit (not to mention that I suspect her immune system was done, so she risked picking up my bug - luckily, she didn't).

 

[wdw4lif]

My favorite memory of/with my mom is actually a Disney memory too!

When I was 13, my stepfather passed away suddenly in his sleep 3 days after Christmas. He was the love of her life and an amazing man. That's when life started with her and I alone. It was tough, there's no denying that. But a week before spring break started, she informed me that we were going to Disney World. Just her and I. She was driving us down from Wisconsin and although we couldn't stay onsite, she found a decent hotel offsite. We both needed that vacation, for one, but it was a true lesson she didn't realize she was teaching me. She taught me that just because we were alone didn't mean we couldn't still do things for ourselves. That's when I realized how strong she really was. To this day, we have a bond from that trip that won't ever be broken.

 

[mnrose]

My mom had a wicked sense of humor, and my fondest memory of her is the look she had in her eye when she was pulling a good prank on us. She was a marvel and died way too young, 29 years ago, at the age of 50.

 

[slo]

For all those that have lost their mom - hugs to you all!!!

My mom is literally one of the most kind, generous, helpful and considerate people I know.
She will go out of her way to help others when needed.
She has taught me how to put others first and myself second.
She's a wonderful lady!!!

 

[Katy Belle]

I'm lucky that Mom is still alive and well, at 89 1/2!
She was 43 when I was born, but I never felt like she was an old mom!

So many great memories, but this one still makes me lol! I was in 4H and had to bake bread. My friends, Cathy and Carol were in my 4H club, and their mom was not good in the kitchen. So mom invited the girls to bake bread with us. She was so patient with all of us! At one point she gave us cans of Crisco and told us to grease our pans. Cathy was at a counter by herself, she had her back to us. Cathy turned around and said "OK Miss Elaine, I did it" and held up her HANDS completely covered in Crisco, front and back! My sweet mom burst into laughter! She was doubled over with laughter, completely out of control. It was so funny. She then pulled herself together and kindly helped Cathy get all of that Crisco off her hands.

 

[minkydog]

My parents divorced when I was 18. It was very contentious and my mother was just shipwrecked. Despite her deep depression, she managed to pull it together for us kids by taking us camping for the fourth of July. In Florida. In a tent. On the beach. We got the car stuck in the sand. We all got sunburned. The tent wasn't even up before my mother started crying. My sisters and brother and I were all teens, so we got some dinner going,and found mom a grape Nehi. Later that night, we walked down to the water with my guitar and sat around singing, playing in the sand, and listening to the waves crash. My mom had stopped crying by then and she declared that this was the best campout ever! Mom is 80 and she still loves to go camping.

 

[Eastern]

My mom used to spank us with those too - she would break them on us. She would also buy those wooden paddles with the rubber balls attached to them with elastic, and cut the elastic and balls off and use the paddles to hit us. I remember her breaking those on us as well.

...and we would always get those paddles as an Easter gift. We used to hide them so she couldn't find them.

 

[IDoDis]

My parents divorced when I was 18. It was very contentious and my mother was just shipwrecked. Despite her deep depression, she managed to pull it together for us kids by taking us camping for the fourth of July. In Florida. In a tent. On the beach. We got the car stuck in the sand. We all got sunburned. The tent wasn't even up before my mother started crying. My sisters and brother and I were all teens, so we got some dinner going,and found mom a grape Nehi. Later that night, we walked down to the water with my guitar and sat around singing, playing in the sand, and listening to the waves crash. My mom had stopped crying by then and she declared that this was the best campout ever! Mom is 80 and she still loves to go camping.

I got Deja Vu reading your post! Just add to it that the tide changed and my sister and I were drowning (literally) and my mom had to swim out and save both of us -- one under each arm. She thought we were all goners and then suddenly right when she thought she was going to pass out trying to swim back with both of us, her feet touched the sand.

I tell my kids that our camping trips (in tents, too) built character!