tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071578858787530823.post7269638918591501309..comments2024-03-04T17:11:47.153-06:00Comments on One Woman's Write: Happy Mother's Daylinda_rettstatthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17409729869837474776noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071578858787530823.post-89914968044321420512011-05-08T17:49:00.313-05:002011-05-08T17:49:00.313-05:00What a beautiful post, Linda. My mother wasn't...What a beautiful post, Linda. My mother wasn't a traditional one for the age. She worked outside the home, loved to laugh and play jokes, and loved us unconditionally. When she was close to death I told her, "Mama, at least when you go you know you have lived fully." She died in 2000 and at times I can still hear her mischiveous chuckle.Linda LaRoquehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16672522522233696282noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071578858787530823.post-52582648962590439342011-05-08T15:29:13.879-05:002011-05-08T15:29:13.879-05:00Linda--I'm so glad I didn't miss this. Lov...Linda--I'm so glad I didn't miss this. Loved your description of your mother, and the photo is outstanding. I adore old photos, and need to scan a bunch so I can use them in posts.<br />My mother was born in 1916 and is still living--94. It's a sad way to live, but she has a strong will and just sort of refuses to give up. She knows very little, certainly not us, and cannot do anything for herself.<br />Like you, I was close to Mother growing up, but as we three girls turned into adults, she became very critical, which caused too many rifts. It was no one person's fault--I just hope I can avoid such nonsense with my own children. <br />She also was the oldest of eight..one less than your mom...and she also mothered them all because her stepmother worked outside the home. Very odd for that day and time.<br />Take care...CeliaAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16272417114895975742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071578858787530823.post-38273086099877467172011-05-08T10:27:24.611-05:002011-05-08T10:27:24.611-05:00My mother died last July. My sister, brother and I...My mother died last July. My sister, brother and I cared for her during the last two years of her life. I grew closer to her than any other time in my life...seeing her vulnerable and dependent was hard, but her good spirits and thankfulness made our time with her quite wonderful. We made memories together.Verna LaBountyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03084925676261251986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071578858787530823.post-49293501026830561292011-05-07T23:32:29.481-05:002011-05-07T23:32:29.481-05:00What a lovely tribute to your mom, Linda! I hope y...What a lovely tribute to your mom, Linda! I hope you have a terrific day tomorrowCamillehttp://Www.Camillecavanagh.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071578858787530823.post-36997220468398906672011-05-07T23:03:34.725-05:002011-05-07T23:03:34.725-05:00A lovely tribute, Linda. My mom was also a huge Pi...A lovely tribute, Linda. My mom was also a huge Pittsburgh Pirates fan, and one of my earliest memories is of her jumping up and down on our reddish-pink couch when Bill Mazeroski hit his walk-off home run in the 1960 World Series. I was all of two years old, so all I remember is my mother yelling with a big grin on her face, leaping into the air, making the springs creak and the couch thump while she gestured wildly at the black and white images snowing across the tv. <br /><br />We were not close at the end of her life, but I tried to communicate how grateful I was to have her as my mother. I am all I am because of her - hopefully I emulate the good and avoid the less than stellar. <br /><br />Happy Mother's Day.Jude Johnsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13853306819660127498noreply@blogger.com