Memories

Jackie made me start thinking about memories. You know, losing my mom at such a young age I don't have that many of her. Maybe that is why I try so hard with my kids to have a good relationship with them. I want them to always be able to call on their mom for things and know that I will be there for them. I lost my mother when I was in the 4th grade. A long time ago I know. Really when you think about how many memories of my mother could I have? She was very active at our school that we went to. I remember taking the nuns to a restaurant called "The Horn of Plenty", do I remember the food or conversation during the lunch? Absolutely not. I remember when we had McDonalds once a month. My mother always seem to come out into the hallway where I was waiting in line....not supposed to be talking but was. A gentle kick in the behind let me know that she saw me and what I was doing. I remember walking to church on Sunday mornings...she had asthma so the walks were breathless but she took us. I remember finding out my favorite song when she bought it for me and told me it was my favorite. Don't even remember the name but I remember her telling me this is your favorite song. How funny... Funny thing is, I don't remember many holidays with her. I remember Easter with my father because my uncle worked at Betsy Ann Candies and we had the best ever candy...I remember my dad setting up the platform every year for Christmas but I don't remember mom being in the holidays. Just goes to show that we must pick and choose our memories. I know she was there and I probably deep down have them. One day something might happen that will jog my memory but at this time, she is only there in my heart for the holidays. I can tell you that not a holiday or day for that matter goes by that she isn't thought about and loved.

Well, guess I rambled enough. Sorry.