More reflections about Mom

I have been spending most of my day thinking back on my childhood remembering little things about mom. She was an amazing person who I never really appreciated in my younger years. I wonder if that sometimes is just the way it is. As we are children we think our parents boss us around and tell us what to do for no good. Just to have "power" over us. You get rules that don't make sense and pushed to excel for reasons you're not sure why. Then you become a parent and as your children grow a light all of a sudden comes on and your realize "OH this is why". I never got the chance to tell my mom thanks once my light came on. Yes both her and dad had some strict rules for me and make me do chores that I hated but I look at myself today. I am a very hard working, organized person. I love helping others and feel such a sense of joy when job is done well. This is because of who my mom and dad taught me to be when I didn't even realize what they were doing. They were growing and training me to become the best adult I could be. One that would have a sense of value and would give respect. Thank You Mom and Dad!!

Now those of you who knew my mom you know she loved to party. I remember my cousin Lorrie saying about our whole family " If someone sneezed we had a get together". Mom LOVED having people over and making her yummy food. And of course bring on the margaritas! Some of my most favorite memories are when Mom put together a Christmas party. We ate and visited then near the end of the evening Mom gave everyone a song book she had put together and we all sang Christmas Carols as Mom played the piano. OH and we can't forget and Halloween parties! Those were so much fun. Everyone dressed up in costumes, playing ping pong and getting scared by Thom's Halloween creations. Mom just loved being around people and just enjoying life.

I love hearing stories about my mom. So if you read this and have a story to share I'd love to hear it. Or even just a memories. It helps me feel close to her and remember who she was. Not that I'm forgetting it's just that not being able to have her in my life on a daily basis makes me what to have a little part of her in some way.