I never posted this because I was going to scan some pictures of my mom and never got around to doing it and haven't posted because I was waiting and have other post to posts. So almost a month after I wrote it here it is



Today is my mom's birthday she would have been 76 years old.My mom grew up in north Missouri raised on a farm. She has 2 sisters and three brothers. She came to Kansas City and worked at Hallmark cards in the 50's, met my Dad, married, had my brother. They moved to Texas when my dad was transferred and had me. My dad passed away when I was 21 months, a year later we moved back to the Kansas City area. She worked for a temp agency and than met my step-dad and we had a blended family, not the Brady Bunch.

My mom loved to sew and was always sewing clothes for us and herself. She was a Camp Fire leader, Sunday School teacher, room parent, you name it and she was it. I remember a girl in Camp Fire coming up to me and saying "Your Mom is great" and back than it was like yeah right but that is something I've always remembered.

Our house was always clean, dinner always on the table, clean clothes. She taught me to sew, cook, crochet and other crafts. She always seem to be a calmer more patient person than I could ever be, we always had cats and kittens growing up mostly outside ones but still a lot of pets hanging around. I'm not sure where I'm going with this post but there is so much I wish I would have talked about with my mom or things I want to ask her and she's the only one with the answer.
She was there when I was pregnant at 15 and married, had Elizabeth at 16 divorced at 18. She was there and helped when she could, never telling me my choices weren't always right.
One time when I was eighteen or nineteen I remember her saying "You might take a shower everyday but when you go to bed with dirty sheets you're not clean" that cracks me up to this day because I thought she was going to say something worse than that, so I started changing my sheets more often.

Sad to say my mom bought my underwear for a long time I'd get some for Christmas and my birthday and the first time I bought some myself I bought the same size as my jeans and those were some big underwear.

My mom and step-dad divorced after 17 years together.

She was in the church choir and a bible study group and the ladies were having a movie night she said they were going to watch an Easter movie, when she came home she said it was an awful movie "Silence of the Lambs" I was like Oh my gosh I can't believe you thought that was an Easter movie.

She use to tell me someday you'll have a kid that's ten times worse than you or something to that effect and when I had that child she was too far along with Alzheimer's to laugh about that coming true. She enjoyed laughing and telling jokes or something funny and every year she got a kick out of buying a birthday card for her younger sister and brother-in-law whose birthday's was at the beginning of January.

Happy Birthday Mom. I miss you!