Honoring My Mother - Memories of Her #mothersday #mothers #memories #plparker

My mother's favorite color was pink. When I was little, every new dress I got was pink! As I got older, I finally broke it to her that pink wasn't my favorite color. (My favorite color is cherry red.) 

My mother was a stay-at-home housewife, which back then was pretty much the norm.  She was a pretty woman. Beautiful smile and large, hazel eyes.  She was an amazing cook, and growing up, she was my best friend. She could be tough, don't get me wrong, and she had her little eccentricities, but she was a good mom.  Our house was always clean and well-ordered. She loved her family above all else and her family is what she was proud of.  I know that if push came to shove, my other would be in there shoving for me, no matter what the cost.

So many memories.  She had a good sense of humor, maybe not the impish, scamp humor of my father, but a good one all the same. She could do her own practical jokes - her favorite was catching a spider (which she was not scared of) and chasing Dad around the house. He hated that game! 

I and my three siblings were blessed to be a part of her family. We learned so many things from her.  I remember evenings when we were cleaning up dinner, washing dishes, drying them, etc., and my sisters, my mother, and I would sing.  She had a lovely voice and we made quite a good singing group. She was a great dancer and Dad and she cut quite a rug when they were out. 

Momma wasn't perfect, but she was a great mother. I miss her every day and often times, I pull out a momento just to feel close to her.

I hope you grew up with a special mom, and if not, make those memories with your children.  I was blessed with three wonderful sons and there is not a day that I don't feel overwhelming love for each one.  They are my true blessings.

Love to you all, and for all you Mothers, soon to be Mothers, Mothers-in-Law, Happy Mother's Day!

Patsy

In Honor of My Mother

We lost my mother 2 years ago and there isn't a day that I don't think of and miss her so much! She wasn't a perfect person, but as a mom, I don't think any person could surpass her! If you needed a shoulder, it was there. If you needed words of wisdom, she had a good share. And if you came seeking love, it was handed out endlessly.  

This picture was taken 65 years ago, at the either the Blackfoot cemetery or the cemetery in Firth, Idaho, on Memorial Day. My sister, Elena, is the little blond next to Mom, the little girl with the chubby stomach is my sister, Karlyn, and I am the baby in Mom's arms.  Mom's family would all get together to decorate family graves and then we'd go to some nearby park and have a big picnic. My oldest sister, Kayleen's grave was Mom's first visit and she always cried when we were there. (Kayleen died as a result of whooping cough when she was 6 months old).

So many wonderful memories of my life growing up and my mother. Mom was a homemaker and I was so proud of how pretty she was, how she kept herself nice and our house was always clean and inviting. She was a great cook and I learned most of my cooking skills from her.  I loved to help her, especially canning and baking.  Mom made the best bread and scones.

Her favorite spot in the whole world was Stanley, Idaho, at the Little Casino campground. Mom and Dad went there every year for 40 years and someday her ashes will rest there as well.  

I could go on and on about my Mom, but mostly just want to honor her on Mother's Day and say "Miss and love you so much, Mama."

Patsy
P.L. Parker