We had a lovely friend, who I often think about, that lived until she was 103 years young. What a beautiful person she was and how much we enjoyed her company when she and Larry her son would come to dinner. It was such a pleasure to have her in our home. My wife and I often talk about her especially on her birthday and other times when we would invite her for dinner. The evenings were so enjoyable and time slipped away too quickly. She passed away in 2004 but she is still in our memories.
I remember we got her talking about the years past when she was younger and some of her experiences. She related some of her life and how life was in the early day of the twentieth century. She was born in Canada and remembered the affects of the world war one. She related how she felt as a girl back then. “It always seemed dark and dreary during the war. I was just becoming a teenager and it wasn’t a happy time in our country. People just didn’t want to be in a war and my folks had family and friend who were sent overseas to fight the Germans.”
Older people have so much experience and we should stop and listen. They have seen great events and many failed events,and have learned from every experience some we never will understand.
Larry was a good son and took great care of his mother. We would take her to town every week and helped her with her finances and help the up keep on her condo. I really envied him because of his mother. They would come over for the holidays and we would visit her from time to time at her home. I often thought how much I was missing because my mother died at an early age.
My mother passed away in 1955 the summer I graduated from high school. It wasn’t a shock because she had been ill for a long time. Her body never recuperated from the death of her youngest son who died second after he was born. She was only 44 years old when cancer took her away. I remember the feelings of resentment I felt and the idea how much my future family would never know about their Grand Mother. It was then
I realized how much I was going to miss her and my own children would never know how lovely and beautiful their father’s mother really was and how kind she was. The years passed quickly and this coming summer will be the 57th year I have missed her in my life.
If you have a mother who is still alive do something special for her this Mother’s Day. Don’t miss a chance because one never knows the future. Love her as if you may never see her again. They needs your love and respect. Tell her with heartfelt thanks for being a great MOTHER.
Always take time to call her and do nice things for her and she will always be grateful. God Bless, good mothers and remember to do something special this mother’s day and make every day a Mother’s Day.
Husbands don’t forget your wives either, they are now or will be the mothers of your children…