HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY MOM!
My beloved mother was born on January 18, 1932 in San Francisco. She was born years after her only sister and was doted on from the day she was born. She was beautiful! Many of her teenage pictures looked like a young Elizabeth Taylor. My mother passed awayvery unexpectedly in her sleep on August 8, 2005 while vacationing at Snowbird, Utah with my father. This was an agonizing time for my father, brothers and sister and I that was made bearable only by our faith that families are eternal and that we will be reunited in the future. Time is the great healer. Although I think of her almost every day and miss her numerous phone calls to me and our visits together, I am no longer tearful whenever I think of her. Instead I grin as I think of her beautiful smile, her childlike joy at life and people and her love of her family. My mother was a great example of giving service. She was always making food for people, always giving someone a hug and always trying to lift up someone who was down. She knew no stranger. A family met in an airport, was soon invited to Thanksgiving dinner. She would strike up a conversation with anyone, anywhere. Her favorite line on vacations was, "And where are you from?" She loved people and people loved her back. Her list for valentines day numbered about 50. Who sends that many cards to people at the age of 70??
I miss her. I love her and I am grateful that she is, and always will be, my mother.
My beloved mother was born on January 18, 1932 in San Francisco. She was born years after her only sister and was doted on from the day she was born. She was beautiful! Many of her teenage pictures looked like a young Elizabeth Taylor. My mother passed awayvery unexpectedly in her sleep on August 8, 2005 while vacationing at Snowbird, Utah with my father. This was an agonizing time for my father, brothers and sister and I that was made bearable only by our faith that families are eternal and that we will be reunited in the future. Time is the great healer. Although I think of her almost every day and miss her numerous phone calls to me and our visits together, I am no longer tearful whenever I think of her. Instead I grin as I think of her beautiful smile, her childlike joy at life and people and her love of her family. My mother was a great example of giving service. She was always making food for people, always giving someone a hug and always trying to lift up someone who was down. She knew no stranger. A family met in an airport, was soon invited to Thanksgiving dinner. She would strike up a conversation with anyone, anywhere. Her favorite line on vacations was, "And where are you from?" She loved people and people loved her back. Her list for valentines day numbered about 50. Who sends that many cards to people at the age of 70??
I miss her. I love her and I am grateful that she is, and always will be, my mother.
7 comments:
I can picture your mom exactly even though I hadn't seen her for so long. I think you looked a lot like her and am sure you inherited all her best qualities!
Awww, mom. I miss Grandma, but I am so grateful for the wonderful memories I have of her. She was a remarkable woman.
By the way, this is the first time I've seen this post. Did you just post it?
It was posted late because I wanted to put a picture on it!
I just stumbled across this post. I miss Grandma so much. I can still hear her voice and see her silly laugh. She is/was such a wonderful woman. I have never known anyone like her. She truly gave of herself completely. Thank you making me think of her today!
Very nicely put!! Reading your post brought back so many fond memories. No doubt our lives were blessed in having such an incredible mother. Wayne
Mom- I am so glad you posted this!! I can just imagine Grandma at the table telling me to stop singing and making noises while we are playing cards. Miss her tons. I always knew she was an amazing woman but since her death I have learned so much about her that I didnt even know. Love and miss her tons! Miss and love you tons too!!!
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