I just returned home from a trip to Colorado and my suitcase was so full that I had to ask my dad for a belt to keep it shut! And just what did I pack that made the seams of my suitcase strain under extreme pressure? A few of my mother's treasures.
|Anyone remember these? The autograph dog. My mother was a member of the Tri Delta Sorority, and this was a keepsake from her 'sisters'|
|My mother was a talented seamstress. We all had matching outfits at holidays. She sewed all her own clothes her entire life|
|My mother would let me rifle through her jewelry box time after time|
|This was a little keepsake from her wedding day~ something blue|
|A little more something blue~ her garter, all handmade|
She also taught me that there isn't anything I can't do if I work hard enough. She was extremely proud of my sister and me. When she and I talked about my struggles with starting a small business she always encouraged me to keep moving forward. There were times when I expected her to tell me that I'd given my business idea my best shot, but it was time to look for a career with more stability; she never did. If anything, she continued to remind me that success can take time, and my path is the right one.
|Me and my mother, circa 1973|
My mom passed away two weeks ago. She had a tremendous life. When she was four years old she contracted polio, and her parents were told she wouldn't live past the age of thirty. Not only did she pass that birthday, but she lived twice that long. She and my dad were married for 53 years, had two children and now have five grandchildren. She was never one to accept that she couldn't do the same things as everyone else. If tenacity, will power and stubbornness are strengths, then she was the strongest woman in the world. She was the greatest treasure in my life.