Mother Day's Wishes and Memories

[Cal20sailor]

I know we have a few week's but it's never too soon to honor our moms.  Mine turns 93 in June, she is sharper than a tack.  And easily my Champion.

So, my bedroom (I was 9) adjoined my parents and I woke to a commotion in their room with my mom crying out as if she was dying and the noises died and I assumed she was dead.  I didn't sleep until I smelled bacon and downstairs (she's alive!) and my mom is smiling and humming show tunes!

 

[BoksNoRox]

Did you end up with a new sibling around 9 months later?

 

[Cal20sailor]

Did you end up with a new sibling around 9 months later?

Negative, youngest of three.  In retrospect, they were young (40ish), just surprising as a kid.

Funnier story, about the same age.  My parents left us alone and went to the local yacht club.  We had a mutt (Clyde) who hopped on my brother's bed and completely let go with the lipstick.  We thought he was dying.  Called our dad, it's coming out of his stomach, he's dying, he's on my bed...Dad just said, he'll be fine.  Can you imagine the hilarity when he returned to his beer?

 

[Nettles]

Mum turns 94 in less than a month, if she hangs in there.  I'm scheduled to free her from the gulag of rehab Saturday, where she has been since a breaking her pelvis (ouch!) at Christmas.  She was counted out a couple of times, but has kept rallying back.  I NEVER thought she'd be seeing her house again, but here she comes.

Tough as a picnic egg.

 

[Cruisin Loser]

Mine turned 93 a few weeks ago, still does the NYT crossword in ink. Lives alone in an 8000 sq ft waterfront home she's been in since 1960. 

She started walking a couple of miles a day a few years ago. We have no fucking idea where she is now! B)

On her 92nd B-Day



A painting she did of an S-boat race finish off Bristol. She;'s painting very well these days.



She'll outlive us all.

 

[Cal20sailor]

Mine turned 93 a few weeks ago, still does the NYT crossword in ink. Lives alone in an 8000 sq ft waterfront home she's been in since 1960. 

She started walking a couple of miles a day a few years ago. We have no fucking idea where she is now! B)

On her 92nd B-Day

A painting she did of an S-boat race finish off Bristol. She;'s painting very well these days.

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She'll outlive us all.

Awesome, just awesome.  

 

[130lights]

She started walking a couple of miles a day a few years ago. We have no fucking idea where she is now! B)

On her 92nd B-Day

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A painting she did of an S-boat race finish off Bristol. She;'s painting very well these days.

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She'll outlive us all.

Love this so much!

You’ve been blessed with good genes.

 

[SloopJonB]

Mine turned 93 a few weeks ago, still does the NYT crossword in ink.

That's impressive at any age.

The last time I saw one of those things I couldn't even understand the clues.

I was quite literally clueless.

Sounds like you have a regular Betty White there.

 

[Your Mom]

Be nice to Your Mom.

I've learned no one really understands how thankful they should be for their parents (even if the parents don't always do a good job) until they have kids of their own.  Mine are 16 and 3.  Probably both decades from appreciating Your Mom's efforts as Dad.  Aside from my occasional moments of awesomeness that trigger immediate glory.  But... It's the non-stop little stuff that matters and goes unnoticed.  (Mrs. YM was working today while the kids were off school and I happened to be sick (not Covid, we checked)).

 

[Willin']

I know we have a few week's but it's never too soon to honor our moms.  Mine turns 93 in June, she is sharper than a tack.  And easily my Champion.

So, my bedroom (I was 9) adjoined my parents and I woke to a commotion in their room with my mom crying out as if she was dying and the noises died and I assumed she was dead.  I didn't sleep until I smelled bacon and downstairs (she's alive!) and my mom is smiling and humming show tunes!

We'll be going to see my 98 yo Mom in a few weeks. She's still strong, happy and vibrant, but we all see incremental slippage. Before Covid she would walk the 1/2 mile route around the home alone, sometimes with her walker but often with just a stick. She's not interested in walking outdoors these days, but spring is coming.

So I'm in 7th grade, we're living in No. Joisey and Dad has just gotten home from his evening commute from NYC. He sits at the kitchen table with the paper, a highball and a cigarette while Mom is at the kitchen sink. I just happen to run up the stairs into the kitchen when I hear Mom tell him 'Ralph, I'm pregnant.' I'll never forget the silence, nor the reply "WONDERfull!' with a definite downturn on the full.

I don't think I knew what pregnant was then but I definitely remember the tone and temp of the conversation. So some time later my youngest (of 5 kids) brother is born. The memory stuck with me for some reason and at some point I put 2+2 together. I never told my youngest brother he was a surprise.

Last Christmas I asked Mom if she remembered it that way, she claimed no, we were all equally welcomed and loved, but Dad was a typewriter repair man, so having a family of 7 must have been pretty daunting.

Man, they worked hard for us.

I'm not religious but God love our Moms.

 

[130lights]

 

[Cruisin Loser]

I sent my Mom a bottle of wine for Mother's day.

Seems fair, since I'm the reason she drinks. B)

 

[130lights]

Awesome Mom and son duo

 

[Sean]

 

[Point Break]

My favorite picture of Mom and I. Kaneohe, Hawaii on the USMC base housing probably about 1954 or so. We lived just down from the bay and Mom & I would walk down (barefoot of course) and get ice cream cones then come back and enjoy them on the porch. I learned to swim in the bay. How often does a Haole get to learn to swim in Hawaii........... :lol:

 

[Willin']

That's awesome, PB! Was just reliving the past with Mom the other day when she dredged up how we would all (3 kids and her) drive or sometimes walk to the beach on Long Island Sound in Woodmont, CT. She'd swim with us and we kids would dare each other to jump/ dive off gigantic Flagpole Rock or swim out to distant Gull Island.

Amazing how the geography shrinks with the years.

Sunburns treated with Witch Hazel every June. Playing under the sprinkler, fishing from the jetties with sandworms.

Those pics are buried deep. I'll go look in a while.

 

[Gissie]

Been 44 years since I had my last mother's day with my mum. She missed out on a lot.

Enjoy your time with your mother's, unfortunately sometimes shit happens.

 

[Sean]

My mother has been gone for years, but she was an amazing mom. Below is my family (eldest sister missing) when I was the youngest, two more to follow.

 

[Mrleft8]

My mother, a good daughter of the great state of Kentucky (Ft. Thomas) died 17 years ago yesterday, on Kentucky derby day, about 30 seconds after the race was over. (She'd been in a coma for over a week, but I like to think that she heard the results)

 Not thinking about "Mother's day" I took my father out to a local restaurant 17 years ago today..... The constant greetings of "HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!" made it impossible for either of us to eat.

 Both Kentucky derby day, and Mother's day are bitter sweet for me.

She was an intensely wonderful mother. Even people who disagreed with her in local politics came to her memorial service.

I miss her terribly, even after 17 years.