A TRIBUTE TO MY MOM AND GRANDMOTHER

As I sit here today, contemplating another Mothers Day I always have such mixed emotions. I hate to put a damper on this beautiful holiday but sometimes I just can't help it. Some years are easier than others for some reason but this year I'm actually having a hard time. When I look back over the 22 years I had my mom I realize what a great influence she was on my life. She was so full of spunk, always on the go and yet was the care taker of my father as he was dying. She loved to shop and always bought the best, she loved to dance, she loved serving others, she was on a bowling league, golfed with the ladies at Riverside country club. She loved her yard and had so much pride in it. It's where Roger and I were married. It was so beautiful. My mom was an artist, poet too. She wrote a lot of poetry especially after my father died. She missed him so much.
This picture was taken of me and my mom at a Treasures of Truth party in our ward in 1974. Many, many years ago I came upon several articles on mothers day and I have saved them for many years. As you can tell they're very yellow. If you click on the article it will enlarge. I hope you enjoy them as I have.

This beautiful lady is my grandmother. My moms mom. Oh the memories I have of her as we watched Lawrence Welk, played bingo, cards, playing eye spy and button button. We went shopping for yarn so she could crochet rugs for each of the girls when they graduated. I remember so well having to leave her after we had spent the weekend with her. Her little wave from the window always made me cry as we left. I love her so much. She died at the age of 82. I miss you grandma!

My dad has passed away the year before I graduated. So he wasn't there for my graduation. But this beautiful lady was.

Rog loved my mom. And she loved him. I know at first she wasn't happy I was spending all my time with him at such a young age but she grew to love him each day. One funny story was when I was 16. He had a dozen red roses delivered to me for Valentines. I wasn't home but she answered the door and then opened the big box of roses only to see a card that had my name on it. She thought my dad had sent them to her.

I'm sure I've posted this picture before but it's one that is so special to me. Shana and her cousin Becka were only 6 months old in this picture. It was taken just a few days before my mom passed away. As I get closer and closer to the age of my moms death which was 57 I know why she was begging God to please let her live. My mom had everything to live for. But God had a different plan for her.

I love you mom. I haven't had you to call or to ask advice. I haven't had your shoulder to cry on. This year I will be taking another card up to your gravesite telling you how much I miss you. Some might think it's weird but it does my heart good.

Happy Mothers day to my mom and my grandma. To my dear daughter and daughtersinlaw. I love you with all my heart. May you all cherish your times you have with your moms. Take pictures. That's one thing I regret and that's not having more pictures. I treasure them now. HAPPY MOTHERS DAY TO YOU ALL!!