Mom to Mom

[Spurt]

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@CareBears wrote:

@Spurt I could have written this post myself, my Mom and I were truly Best Friends, when my husband could not find me at home he knew I was out with my Mom (before cell phones).

We were like two peas in a pod, so much alike it was actually scary at times!  I never thought I looked like my mother but at her funeral a distant relative who had not seen me since I was a young child, came directly up to me and said "You must be Jeanne's daughter, you look exactly like her".

We lost her much too early, she was only 47 when the Lord called her home, I miss her every second of every day, and I am proud to carry on as her daughter!

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@CareBears

Such a sweet story ......  sounds like you had a great relationship and have some wonderful memories to cherish and I bet she's looking down from heaven and is proud of you too! 

My mom was 58 when she passed.....and I really miss her! 

[CareBears]

@Spurt I am sorry for your loss, it is a pain that you never want to feel, and for me IMO I think it changed me forever, I know that I will never find another person who loved me as much, or who believed me in as much as my Mom did, losing her really left a big hole in my heart!

But, I also know that my Mom would not want me to grieve forever either, she would want me to remember her with fond memories, and try to be the best person that I was intended to be, I hope your right, that she looks down on me from heaven, I know I often feel her presence!

[Spurt]

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@CareBears wrote:

@Spurt I am sorry for your loss, it is a pain that you never want to feel, and for me IMO I think it changed me forever, I know that I will never find another person who loved me as much, or who believed me in as much as my Mom did, losing her really left a big hole in my heart!

But, I also know that my Mom would not want me to grieve forever either, she would want me to remember her with fond memories, and try to be the best person that I was intended to be, I hope your right, that she looks down on me from heaven, I know I often feel her presence!

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@CareBears

And my heartfelt sympathy and condolences to you too...The special bonds we had with our moms will always be with us to comfort and  as the grieving process progresses memories provide us with a smile.....I feel sorry for those that don't have or never had a good relationship with their moms, we were the recipients of a special gift ....

[Lindsays Grandma]

What a great thread, probably one of the best I have seen here since I joined in 2007.  I think your mean mom and my mean mom were friends.

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@IamMrsG wrote:

The Meanest Mom in the World

We had the meanest mother in the whole world!  While other kids ate candy for breakfast, we had to have cereal, eggs, and toast. When others had a Pepsi and a Twinkie for lunch, we had to eat sandwiches. And you can guess our mother fixed us a dinner that was different from other kids had, too.

Mother insisted on knowing where we were at all times. You'd think we were convicts in a prison. She had to know who our friends were, and what we were doing with them. She insisted that if we said we would be gone for an hour, we would be gone for an hour or less.

We were ashamed to admit it, but she had the nerve to break the Child Labor Laws by making us work. We had to wash the dishes, make the beds, learn to cook, vacuum the floor, do laundry, and all sorts of cruel jobs. I think she would lie awake at night thinking of more things for us to do. She always insisted on us telling the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.

By the time we were teenagers, she could read our minds. Then, life was really tough! Mother wouldn't let our friends just honk the horn when they drove up. They had to come up to the door so she could meet them. While everyone else could date when they were 12 or 13, we had to wait until we were 16.

Because of our mother, we missed out on lots of things other kids experienced. None of us have ever been caught shoplifting, vandalizing other's property, or ever arrested for any crime. It was all her fault. We never got drunk, took up smoking, stayed out all night, or a million other things, other kids did. Sundays were reserved for church, and we never missed once. We knew better than to ask to spend the night with a friend on Saturdays.

Now that we have left home, we are all God-fearing, educated, honest adults. We are doing our best to be mean parents just like Mom was. 

From the bottom of my heart, thanks Mom!  --Mrs. G.

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[RoseGraham]

We need more moms like that!