There are tears in my eyes from reading about your beloved mother. I loved my mother with all my heart and soul. She was the strongest person I’ve ever known. I miss her every single day. I barely recall her voice; it’s like an echo in my mind. Hers was a voice that grew silent from the ravages of Alzheimer’s. We lost her 26 years ago when I was 41. It feels like a lifetime ago but the sadness and longing for her lingers
Aw, I'm so sorry you lost your mother that way. Just heartbreaking. All we can do is honor them by remembering them as the women they were when they were at their strongest.
Beautifully written in your own silent strength. I may have forgotten my mom's voice but find her strength always in me and pass that down to my daughters. Thank you for this.
I think about this sometimes too and have a recording of my father telling a story about his nickname. It’s priceless and one of those heirlooms among many. There are so many little pieces of our parents we want to keep. What you’ve been bequeathed were valuable beyond measure.
Their legacies live on. It's the one constant and I'm so grateful. We recorded my father-in-law long after my parents were gone. He told stories of his childhood in Missouri, as well as stories he'd heard growing up about the wild 'frontier', and they're priceless. I wish we could have done it for all of them.
I loved this tribute to your mother. It resonated deeply with me.
My momma was my fiercest defender and my most fearless critic. My best friend. When she died at 68 I lost both compass and comfort. There's not a day goes by that I don't need her.
Apparently George Washington didn't actually say "All I am I owe to my mother" but if he had we'd have something in common.
There are tears in my eyes from reading about your beloved mother. I loved my mother with all my heart and soul. She was the strongest person I’ve ever known. I miss her every single day. I barely recall her voice; it’s like an echo in my mind. Hers was a voice that grew silent from the ravages of Alzheimer’s. We lost her 26 years ago when I was 41. It feels like a lifetime ago but the sadness and longing for her lingers
Aw, I'm so sorry you lost your mother that way. Just heartbreaking. All we can do is honor them by remembering them as the women they were when they were at their strongest.
Thank you for sharing your memories, too.
Aw, thank you. We were both very fortunate to have such incredible mothers. Thank you for sharing yours.
Beautifully written in your own silent strength. I may have forgotten my mom's voice but find her strength always in me and pass that down to my daughters. Thank you for this.
It's so special when we can pass it down. Their legacy lives on! Thanks for commenting, Nancy.
Beautifully written and so powerful.
I think about this sometimes too and have a recording of my father telling a story about his nickname. It’s priceless and one of those heirlooms among many. There are so many little pieces of our parents we want to keep. What you’ve been bequeathed were valuable beyond measure.
Their legacies live on. It's the one constant and I'm so grateful. We recorded my father-in-law long after my parents were gone. He told stories of his childhood in Missouri, as well as stories he'd heard growing up about the wild 'frontier', and they're priceless. I wish we could have done it for all of them.
Oooo… with all his inflections and depth. Wonderful.
I wrote a simple message .... it's lost.
Lost? How?
I loved this tribute to your mother. It resonated deeply with me.
My momma was my fiercest defender and my most fearless critic. My best friend. When she died at 68 I lost both compass and comfort. There's not a day goes by that I don't need her.
Apparently George Washington didn't actually say "All I am I owe to my mother" but if he had we'd have something in common.