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cheezey
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What are your favorite characteristics/memories of your mother?
Of course, this includes all women who bless your life in the role of a mother figure.
And, God bless them, those who are no longer with us.
I’d like to see TONS of answers for Mother’s Day!!
I’ll begin.
My mother could play a mean “Polonaise”
youtube.com/watch?v=iJkTgeMaGlM
She was compassionate with all living things. She would escort a spider outdoors rather than squish it. And help anyone in need at any and all times.
My mother was a quiet, gentle woman, who roared early one morning when a hunter cut through her yard, past her children, with a shotgun.
And was filled with child-like glee when, early another morning, she woke up to a dozen cows in her yard, that had escaped from their farm down the road…
(THAT was funny!)
She was a vegetarian, her favorite animal was the cow!!
She loved daisies.
I am truly blessed that my last conversation with her was during a lucid moment of her illness. She even cracked a subtle joke. Actually, I’d like to share that down the road of this thread, if you will indulge me.
My mother was filled with love for everyone, even those who discouraged her dreams.
My mother did not lose her battle to Alzheimer’s.
She won the battle; for she is now free of it and is helping to tend the animals in heaven.
Love you, ma.
:flowers::flowers::flowers:
Of course, this includes all women who bless your life in the role of a mother figure.
And, God bless them, those who are no longer with us.
I’d like to see TONS of answers for Mother’s Day!!
I’ll begin.
My mother could play a mean “Polonaise”
youtube.com/watch?v=iJkTgeMaGlM
She was compassionate with all living things. She would escort a spider outdoors rather than squish it. And help anyone in need at any and all times.
My mother was a quiet, gentle woman, who roared early one morning when a hunter cut through her yard, past her children, with a shotgun.
And was filled with child-like glee when, early another morning, she woke up to a dozen cows in her yard, that had escaped from their farm down the road…
She was a vegetarian, her favorite animal was the cow!!
She loved daisies.
I am truly blessed that my last conversation with her was during a lucid moment of her illness. She even cracked a subtle joke. Actually, I’d like to share that down the road of this thread, if you will indulge me.
My mother was filled with love for everyone, even those who discouraged her dreams.
My mother did not lose her battle to Alzheimer’s.
She won the battle; for she is now free of it and is helping to tend the animals in heaven.
Love you, ma.
:flowers::flowers::flowers: